A Poem By Madeline // 11/17/2017

I call him my azure-eyed
His thick metallic blood threads black ice
into my sleep
It's silver and it's priceless
and I'll wear it
as a ring
It fractures from my pillow
into cupid darts
of sleet
And come masticated morning he
melts opaque
at my feet.

I linger in the memory with each frigid breath I breathe.


Oh, WOW, the rhyming and

Oh, WOW, the rhyming and rhythm in this is PRISTINE. It's so obvious you write music because you have an ear for those two things. I completely crowed on the inside at the line breaks -- they really work, especially "as a ring", "of sleet", "at my feet". I was so excited by the way you wrote this. (The language itself is beautiful, too.)

Sarah Bethany | Fri, 11/17/2017

This is absolutely gorgeous,

This is absolutely gorgeous, Madeline. I love it. :)

Damaris Ann | Fri, 11/17/2017

God uses the milestones as stepping stones to bring us closer to Him. We may not see it in the moment, but we can always look back and see the memorials of His love in the crumbles of our stumbling blocks.

You guys are SO SO lovely!!

You guys are SO SO lovely!! It's so good to have a comment from you both. <3 I've missed being active on the site. You made my day with your comments--thank you.

Madeline | Mon, 11/20/2017

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

This is great, Maddie! "I

This is great, Maddie! "I call him my azure-eyed/melatonin-induced/dream" caught my attention right off the bat! Love seeing posts from you!

Erin | Tue, 11/21/2017

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond


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