I'm Issy.
I'm 14 and an aspiring artist and author.
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To the West of Nowhere

April 16, 2021


I live in a cave, to the west of no-where 
I live under the stars, in a moonlit field 
I am the song that sailors sing 
As they harpoon the fish, and hear the sirens 
I am the sound of the merry creek 
As she twists and turns over mountain and woodland 
I am the chilling howl of a wolf 
Where no-one can hear you scream 
I'm in the ink that swirls across the pages 
Like a spider's dying words 
I'm in the wildflower that blooms in the cracks 
Trodden on but still standing 
I see the lass, and her lover, as they remain fused
I am something you will never understand, I am the muse 
I just felt like writing something very confusing. 


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  • teacupps

    re: thank you for what you said on my poem 'moonchild'! you are soooo kind <3

    25 days ago