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Silent Friend
Following the wandering path
 Through the quiet trees
 I come across a silent bird
 Staring down at me
 
 I did not speak a word
 Merely stood and stared
 And we peered at the other
 As long as we dared
 
 And finally we broke the spell
 And looked the other way
 But we understood each other finally
 A bond of friendship there to stay
 
 His ebony feathers
 Ink letters in the air
 And though he speaks not a word
 The words are still there
 
 In turn I write my own words
 To join his in the sky
 Gently he blew on them
 Coaxing the embers not to die
 
 And then he turned and flew away
 A white hole was left behind
 A bright absence it hurt to look at
 But blazes with the brilliance of his mind

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Wasn't it 'icosahedron'? We should start a forum, it's been forever sincce any of us have talked :)
Love you too Aderes!
Raven truly does coax the embers of everyone he comes in contact with.
Please check out my poem "Ghosts of the Past" and rate/comment? I'd really appreciate it!
What does one say at a time like this? What words could express the gratitude that I now feel burning in my spirit? How could I tell you how much I received from this poem, and from our poetic, if somewhat young, friendship? Offer me your words, Liz, for I feel like I have none. :)
I loved this lyrical gift more than you would imagine from my brief comment, and I'm going to print it out and keep it in a special place...
I won't forget you, dear, and I'll stop by Teen Ink every once in a while to prove it. :)
