elliem

Canada

Apparently, I'm 17
Come to my feed for free hugs :)
Somebody run through castle ruins at midnight with me

Acting
Dancing
Singing
Ravenclaw/Hufflepuff
Petrichor
Soft girl/Dark academia mix
Virgo
ENFJ

WtW pixie

She/her

Message to Readers

Is it just me or does this sound sort of like a fairytale? I started writing and definitely didn't know where it would end up, but I'm not upset about the results. :)

The Sun Will Rise Soon

June 15, 2020

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    And the chickadees trilled their morning melodies,
    Harmonizing in sweet bubbling tones,
    Wings flapping to the heartbeat rhythms of their dawn hymn.

    The child tiptoed through an empty forest,
    Bare feet crunching through powder snow.
    She bent down and slipped a smooth, small pebble into her pocket.
    
   Clutching her seafoam linen dress between red fingers,
    She giggled at a black-furred squirrel skittering through the snow.

    The sun will rise soon, she noticed, watching a crimson sunrise
    paint the snow a pale scarlet.
    Mama will not like it if I am gone when she wakes.
    
    Shall I sing with the birds?
    But they sounded so happy; does one have to be joyful to sing?
    Does one have to impact their human soul, wrench out haunting memories
    and replace them with honeydew lyrics?
    She began to hum a little tune; but no,
    she could never replace the chickadees
    singing together in inky syzygy,
    stitching together a tune with careful embroidery.

    The sky above turned pink with the waking sun;
    she turned back to the village.
    Hopping across the babbling brook,
    she said "until tomorrow" to the crawling vines,
    the tickling ferns and laughing mushrooms,
    the gossiping trees and sleepy owls and fresh blanket of snow.

    "My people are waking with the sun," she explained,
    a half-hearted apology at most.
    "I will be back when their sleepy minds fall
    prey to the moon once more."

    She looked up to the rising dawn, the
    salmon and orange and lemon yellow
    pulling apart the sky,
    nestling in the crooks of mountains and
    pooling in the deep shadows of the valleys.

    The sun will rise soon, she thought with a bittersweet smile.  Mama will not like it if I am gone when she wakes.
     

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10 Comments
  • sunny.v

    replying: i see :/ that annoys me, honestly, but i’ll go by your wishes! i kinda gently scolded them before reading your reply (i’m sorry!! i’m overprotective sometimes!) so hopefully they’ll learn better in the future.


    5 months ago
  • sunny.v

    hey ellie! i’m commenting this on a later piece since i don’t want so much public fuss, but recently, someone has hosted a content (?) using your Roll the Dice prompt as a prompt in their contest. they credited you, but i’m not sure if they asked for your permission, since it seems like they just pretty much directly used your prompt. just wanted to bring it to your attention! https://writetheworld.com/groups/1/shared/171134/version/349843


    5 months ago
  • joella

    this is gorgeous!! the nostalgic fairytale vibes...ahh


    5 months ago
  • mia_:)

    So beautiful! Your imagery is the best! I love the end too! *high five* So, quick question. Any idea when your comp results will be out? sorry, I feel really weird asking, but I'm curious <3 :D


    6 months ago
  • delete

    Ellie, I just WOOOOAH! This is literally one of the best works that I’ve ever seen! Your poetry is outstanding and I absolutely love the metaphor, ‘stitching together a tune with careful embroidery.’ The ya you describe colour just its self paints such a vibrant and morning-lit picture in our heads. This reminds me a lot of my poem Matutine, I absolutely love poems about waking dawns or nightfall because you know that’s the time when fun begins. Seriously, Ellie, you’ve got to publish a book one day.


    6 months ago
  • The Ha

    The description of the little girl was just so satisfying to read and I could really visualise it.
    There are so many lines in here that caught my eye especially the like : " I'll be back when their sleepy minds fall prey to the moon once more"

    You really drew a nice picture here.


    6 months ago
  • Karma's_Coming

    Replying: CAN ANYBODY SEE, is anybody waving back at me?
    IS ANYBODY WAVING?
    WAVING WAVING ooooOOOOOOHHH WHOOOOOoooaaaaa

    Big piano smash


    6 months ago
  • Karma's_Coming

    Replying: cause I’m tap tap tap tapping on the glass. WAVING THROUGH A WINDOOOW. I TRY TO SPEAK BUT NOBODY CAN HEAR.


    6 months ago
  • Anne Blackwood

    All I can say is yessss


    6 months ago
  • chrysanthemums&ink

    wow, i was not expecting this masterpiece after looking at the title, but i'm pleasantly surprised! beautifully written and the girl's feelings were so nicely expressed through her actions! love this <3


    6 months ago