Treasure Island

Brenda Arroyo

(6/10/1992 / Modesto CA)

Fade Away


I’m crippled by the stars that glisten outside the night sky.
-Beautiful.
Burning me with their silver essence.

Quivering behind dark eyes,
Hiding from the temptation set in front of me,
I remain quiet and alone.

Time and time again-
Minutes and seconds mingle with the rhythm and tempo of an out of orbit earth.
I recoil from the moon and try to wrap myself in atmospheric blankets.
-Ruined not broken. [I am]

Oceans rage beneath my feet.
I’ve been standing on heavy waters for ages now.
Watching the slow death of my planet.

No longer able to stay,
I plead the winds to take me away...
And I am gone.

A single star tucked in my pocket.

Submitted: Saturday, June 27, 2009
Edited: Monday, July 04, 2011

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  • Gerard Rochford (1/12/2012 2:25:00 AM)

    'A single star tucked in my pocket.' and '...the stone of his eyes.' Oh yes - a real talent here. (Report) Reply

  • Lillian Thomas (10/15/2009 10:25:00 AM)

    this is lyrical and full of meaning. I can't believe you are only 17. Some poets twice your age cannot make their poems fly this high! Thank you or sharing Brenda. (Report) Reply

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