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The Sylvan Girl

December 19, 2018
By ALanz SILVER, Freehold, New Jersey
ALanz SILVER, Freehold, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"The things that make you strange are the things that make you powerful." --Ben Platt


O how the sun glistened and gleamed

casting light upon her widely beam

her smile but a lone wolf

far from the grazing herd of sheep


Not much of a distance

a river ran through the trees

the current, forcing shiny scales further and further upstream


Her eyes were a shade of blue

a shade one could not read

the sky’s reflection in the water

not a cloud to be seen


A cardinal sat upon a branch

in a tree above the stream

It’s glossy scarlet feathers

were stolen by the breeze


One by one

they drifted


down

down

down

down


In a seemingly endless spiral

Clouds advanced as feathers danced

Causing the red to splatter and taint the charcoal


Why?

She asked herself

Why?

Did mother nature insist on destroying her own

her body but an object to which she deliberately broke


As temperatures change

And seasons come and go

Summer heat

Winter snow


Autumn lasts an eternity

as more red was shed

trees bloomed in the morning

as their leaves began to blow


Soon the river was completely hidden

By the scars she brought upon herself

Nature was the root of life

but death never stopped the water’s flow



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