Under the chiming bells,
the great river runs wild.
Withdrawn Stari gave up my star,Withdrawn Star by ShiningSteel
the drama and glam of fame,
for elephant rides.
Methods of CopingDisclaimer: I do not own Steven Universe.Methods of Coping by ShiningSteel
"Garnet, should we-?"
The fusion cut her off. "Steven should have a pet. There is no need for concern."
Pearl nodded; mollified by her words. Her translucent eyes still held doubt, but she submitted to Garnet's wisdom.
"But fish are so boring." Amethyst stuck out her tongue.
Discussion stopped when Steven had appeared with the fish bowl and the three Crystal Gems speechlessly stared at the new dark blue addition to their family.
"I'm going to call you Lapis."
No one said a word until Garnet smiled.
"That's good, Steven."
The Crystal Gems knew that it was either this small comfort or more nightmares.
HeartsYours is a pleasant walk through
Crowded downtown streets,
Admiring the traffic and weaving
Effortlessly through the throngs of people.
Mine is a mad dash from corner to corner,
Hurrying to a destination I’ve not yet been told,
Jostling and bumping and irritating
Anyone in the way.
Yours is a well-cultivated tomato plant.
Your vines are green;
Your fruits are ripe and healthy. You are so
Bountiful, you do not mind the occasional caterpillar.
Mine is a weed.
I struggle for sunlight; fight for my soil.
I wish only to grow as big as that tomato plant next to me.
Except repeatedly I am uprooted and banished from the garden.
Yours is a gentle canal, shaped by those
Who’ve touched you, leading from town to town,
Down, down, down to the sea -
Fearless of storms and turbulent undercurrents.
And mine - mine is the dirty,
Filthy, long-neglected bathtub,
Filled with the murky, worried water
In which I drowned you.
HeartbreakInsanity clouds my eyes
and spills from my lips
I touched happiness
in its purest form.
September EquinoxA lazy sun and shifting of the light
clinging still to halcyon summer days.
Memories in a box, now out of sight,
to bury in the Autumn’s coming haze.
Not so sharp and bright delineation
of trees and grass and flowers multi-hued
but soft-focus are those things of God’s creation
as the Fall begins its winding way anew.
Creatures gather in last whispers of a promise
gently fading in the sunset red and gold.
Vibrant lives are touched by what they will miss,
and feeling on the brink of something old.
For Autumn in its sage and burnished glory
retells its wisdom time and time again.
And with colors on the trees repeats its story
even as the leaves bend to the rain.
Even as the grass begins to bronze.
Even as dusk shades the summer’s flame.
Even as bare branches are the bones
of the Winter at end of Autumn’s reign.
The New HatToday, in years, I’ve reached one hundred
Well Whoopee-doo for that!
I’ll open up my liquorice allsorts
and wear my brand new hat.
I’ll then sit by my window,
watch through my hat brim’s lace,
a world outside beyond the glass,
a frantic, speeding race.
Rushing, dashing, working wives,
children, breathless late for school,
Suited men, glancing at watches,
But none of them see me at all.
I'm posing unashamedly,
with a smile upon my lips,
thankful that the window's small,
and out-of-sight are largish hips!
I'm lipsticked, rouged and powdered much,
Eyelashes blackened, coyly batting,
Must look my best for those outside,
swathed with a scarf of finest satin.
Oh vanity thou art still there,
Well, would you credit that?
For today I've reached a hundred years
and I'm wearing my new hat.
How well this hat adorns my head,
and favors me with Royal Grace,
Are those outside so unaware,
caught up in their time-ruled haste?
For they do not see my Royal wave,
acquired through r
Strange BlessingsStrange blessings
I have known a few.
that went wrong-
got me stuck-
where I did
In the NothingIn The Nothing
She floated upon the clouds,
Suspended in nothingness,
Waiting for something she could neither hear,
Yet, she could feel it
Small tendrils of a dream
Of an ideal reality
They wandered without a goal
Or without a clear direction
Floating higher and higher
As the sun ran over the black horizon
She put out her hand over the chasm
To try to grab the drifting threads
She wished for them to lift her up
As they rose into the fiery sky
But she missed...
Magpies' AutumnMagpies croaking their messages and chants
Under a sky of light grey, fleeting clouds
They are reminiscent of spring
Yet, the wind smells of a bewildering autumn
That will soon honour its promise
Of a vermillion blaze of colour on the trees
And untamed storms for every magpie’s song
Reasons to listenSilent woe
Moments have past but it does not feel like it
As if I had the great cast causing peace and a bit
of relief I felt may came to me but all I felt
Was just my mourning Soul
In times of withered Blessings they can´t relief me
The sorrow of my kindness seems to be my casing
The Feeling that I only wanted to help
but no one Needs you even if you´re there
All alone they didn´t Need me anyways
So I atone for my existing here
I will end my ordeal
Ever since the Devastation of my mind bereaved you
You Keep crying for my cross for my own Chosen burden
Don´t you understand that I only have tried to help you?
Now you can see the end of my sparkling glew
As I only tried to help I kept being rejected only disregarded
Now I freed myself and so my burden won´t be yours to guard it
For now and forever I Keep being at peace
For this I believe you can live now at ease
The Moment in which my sanctity now finally has faded
Was the Feeling my virtues finally eradicated
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