- Amarílis Pereira
- Sep 20, 2022
The millennium wheel spins
The Third World War begins
The Celtic sovereign rules
Under the peace sword howls
At seventeen dies
At twenty-three rises
Hatred hearts vanish
As the six parts of the world reassemble.
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- Amarílis Pereira
- Sep 20, 2022
Escaped from great danger
Arrived at foreign lands
Luck is right beside.
Left the kingdom adrift
Love’s prisoner has been
In captivity a home has built.
- Amarílis Pereira
- Aug 19, 2022
It was a lilac humming bird, with a crown of shiny gold feathers. A deep blue line connected its tiny little head to its tail. Not all things are perfect, I realized. It moved as graciously as a song. It sounded as lovely as a ballerina. It gave children a reason to calm down. It gave agitated ladies a reason to pause.
It gave lovers a reason to be.
It was a lilac humming bird.
Knocking his beak on my window, whispering words of kindness, giving love, true love, permission to exist.
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