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Natasha George

New Zealand

I'm a seventeen year old aspiring lyricist, poet and short story author.

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"I've learned that people will forget what you said,
people will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel."
- Maya Angelou

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Natasha George (New Zealand) published:

Missing You

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I'm lonely, I fear.
Without you the bed feels bare.
Can't you just lay here?

The lovers next door I overhear,
their chorus a constant reminder that your no longer here.
How could you just disappear? 

Still, I recall how it felt to run my fingertips through your hair.
Imitating the action I weave now only air. 
Did you ever intend to care?

Why am I the only one to have shed a tear?

Are your sheets not bare?
No...

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Natasha George (New Zealand) published:

Birthday Candles

PROMPT: Writing Small

Mere matchsticks that have turned to ash.

Together they burned so bright, but they weren't mean't to last.

Memories leaving a stench, they still sting both eyes.

Stained black all that is left are the regrets.

Striking yet another match, trying to be lit again
 
for the fifth birthday candle. 
 

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Natasha George (New Zealand) published:

Mother Earth's Arsenal

PROMPT: Into the Woods


Acres of arrows
pointed to the skies,

With spare heads 
​laced with gold
both at dusk and at dawn.

Pine needles for fletchers,
they wave in her breath.

Earth bound.
The nocks are set in the soil,
with roots for a bow string. 

The curve of her core,
serving well as the arrow rest.

Mother Earth has an arsenal of trees at her disposal 
not to combat with us,
but rather with what we've done with our own freewill. 

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