Walking,
Soaring
Through cotton clouds
Where the sun and the moon meet
For their battle to rule
Over the sky,
Changing the colors,
Spilling what looks like
The blood and bruises of stars, their soldiers;
Where the clouds gather
To weep and shed tears for the millions
And keep everyone warm.
Even nature screams out in grief
Of its loved ones
Every once in a while.
About the Creator
Ava D.
Music and writing-- two constants in my life that I'll forever be grateful for as I bring pieces of my heart to the page, my good side and my bad sides— hope all my sides are good stories to tell. Enjoy!!
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Public Announcement Challenge Winners
For the Public Announcement Challenge, writers were asked to work inside voices built for control. These were notices, warnings, and updates meant to inform rather than confess. The strongest entries committed to that form and didn't break from it. Corporate memos, formal government alerts, and internal policy language were held consistently, allowing emotion, fear, grief, or humor to surface indirectly through pressure rather than declaration. The following poems recognize the voice of authority, and let human feeling slip through despite all its rules and restraint.
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Yeah it's a heaven.