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Bellum Divide
Bela, my Bela,
we’re cracking and breaking,
dwelling and dwelling
on this as we’re shaking
in shivering cold,
and you claim that you’re taking
your leave, but you’re breaking my heart.
We’re falling. We’re falling.
We’re failing and helpless
and struggling and struggling,
you look at our hapless
and pitiful state,
and you claim that we’re hopeless,
but I’m helpless to do but hope.
And Bela, my Bela,
Your beautiful silence
Is belling and belling
In echoing cadence
And shattering glass
In my heart and conf?dence,
but silence is all we can hear.
We’ve differed and differed
and damaged all this,
and suffered and suffered
and feared it amiss,
and longing to stand
in the raging of change,
this is our Bellum Divide.
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But here I am, 19, and soon unable to call myself a "teen" anymore. It's been a year at least since I've posted anything here, and I've made a lot, written a lot, learned a lot. So I'll satisfy myself with the fact that they must have fixed something, because I logged in today without jumping through hoops, and post everything I've done over the past couple years that wasn't posted before. For anyone who had been watching for me to post,I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
Oh, and my writing's improved, I think. The aviary is one of the only poems previously posted here that I can really be proud of... but now I have a few more. So comment away, and let me know what I've missed this past year!