Sunday, May 1, 2016

Fireflies




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I tasted the light, when it came from under the door.  It sounded like magic coming from everywhere.  I was surrounded by life, light, and a large bright tainted faint.  I think it came from the wooden box, but it could have come from the cracks in the floor.  For the cracks in the floor glowed with dark matter, but I didn't worry, because little balls of light were floating upwards.  It sounded like magic, and it came singing from everywhere.


"love is here and here to stay,
so lay your head on me".




3 comments:

  1. Noor, Lovely delicate lines. Great use of synaethesia! And writing with your ear. Nice use of multimedia layer, too.

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  2. MAGICAL! I have to admit that I read your piece several times because there was one point where I could really feel the "light". I was taken to a memory of mine. I remembered watching Dragon Tales growing up and right where Max and Emy take the dragon scale and do their chant these waves of colors and little dusts of glitters appear. I remembered this especially when you mentioned "...because little balls of light were floating upwards".
    Your visual illustration goes really well with your piece. I felt like a really cheesy child while reading this and I have to admit that I enjoyed it.

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