To Friends Who Get Lost in the Woods

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Poetry about Friends


I know why you went in
The shadows stained your skin like ink
The grass was woven into a welcome mat
It was easy to leave your folks behind

The summer breeze kissed your cheeks
Stars pricked the sky above you
And you ran between the poplars, unashamed
Of the untangling braid at your back
I know now you dream beside the deer

And drink secrets from the brook
And I know at night you find them
Those spirits that gather by the lake
They’re silhouetted by the too big moon
And you hum their silent songs
I know in there you are beautiful
But I’m selfish, so come home.



photograph by Julia Caesar


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Noelle Currie

I have been writing short fiction and poetry for ten years. I recently completed the second of two novels that are currently unpublished. I was the winner of The Book Doctor’s Pitchapalooza in 2013 and recipient of the Gold Medal in poetry in the Tunxis Academic and Art Challenge in 2009. I submit poetry and short fiction pieces to the creative writing website weekly. I graduated from the University of Connecticut in 2013 with a degree in vocal performance. My second love is singing opera.

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