Sometimes I write things. Sometimes I write them in other places and like them so I put them here. Other times I write things here just because. those times the writing is less good.


I can and do write happy things. Just not here. Actually I write sickeningly cute stuff. It's awful :3

 

Browsing Archive: September, 2014

A thought on life

Posted by bronwen wild on Sunday, September 21, 2014,
I would like to sit and question my own existentialism
am i myself the limit of my own stars
could i in fact paint with these tired fingertips
if only i had the paint in my mind
would it change a fate to believe there is no such thing as failure
would my back not break under bricks so heavy
if i tell myself they are imaginary
maybe these endless trials will be left to more savory tastes
if i were to act like life were sweet
who could say if this mortal coil is only filled with endless toil
du...
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I wrote a love poem

Posted by bronwen wild on Thursday, September 18, 2014,
the night was all they ever had. long days filled with long hours and endless minutes all dragging slowly on until they finally meet their evening reprieve. Too late for big words or big places or slow actions. Everything was haste as light crept up their backs and into their eyelashes stealing last kisses and last goodbyes for the next time like a tide that came in too fast. their love the sand castle not yet done and the child who weeps bitter tears, their mother promising them they can bui...
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Of stardust and love and everything inbetween

Posted by bronwen wild on Thursday, September 4, 2014,
If we are all made of stardust,
Are we two parts of one star?
Born to this world in flame and starlight?
What if these old bones
That hold me closer to you
Were once infinite and endless,
Mere specks of dust floating in the universe
Until they met you?
What if the spark in your eyes
Is the flame of a million skylines
From past worlds and past stars
That you've been a part of?
What if this red string of fate
Is a burning supernova
Bursting at the core of our existence?
What if after all this time
We w...
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For Eunb ~

Posted by bronwen wild on Thursday, September 4, 2014,
Rest safely oh weary traveler
Lay your head on my bed of flowers
Rest your feet in my meadow of warm grass.
I will be your comfort and you savior
I will hold you so this too will pass.
Do not fear this falling rain
This heavy lamp light
And the gravity that spins around us.
You are safe in my most kingly of arms,
Nothing on earth could destroy this sanctuary
Or cause you bodily harm.
Do not fear sweet angel this depleting road
We're just taking a different route.
Put your hands in mine and hold on so...
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