Soil Isabella Nicole Zoya

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Poems “One wild and precious life” Above me misty white clouds form in the sky, Drifting through the wind Birds fly, as fast as lightning along the blue and green horizon Singing their song of the wind The hushed chatter of people talking fills the deep blue sky

Barbaric Yawp My feet firmly planted in the soil, slowly sink into the rugged ground, becoming one. The microscopic organisms, crawling in the soil, clinging to my legs as I slowly begin to sink.

I don’t scream or yell as I sink, I simply wait. Jasmine floating through the breeze Once I am completely surrounded by filling your nose soil, I open my eyes Making you lose all of your senses They shift from seeing plain soil to all of the beautiful organisms surThe satin pedals under your touch rounding me. As if they were made of golden I opened my eyes for the first time. cloth All the tiny details drift away in the -Nicole So distant that is barely a whisper

wind as if they were blades of grass. What else have you missed? -Nicole


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