by hdunsirn:Peabody library, baltimore 9.6.14
©hannahdunsirnThe peace.The quiet.The silence.The hush of the hallways.The smell of books.The taunt of knowledge.Sit at a table.Sit by the stacks.Sit in the corner.Feel the adventure.Live the history.Learn about life.
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Sunday, January 14, 2018
HEAR THE WHISPERS
Monday, July 3, 2017
I AM ME

Oleg Dou Art.
I am me.
I am flesh and blood.
I have knowledge.
I have talent.
I have desires.
I am me.
Monday, November 7, 2016
Thursday, November 3, 2016
IDEAS THAT KEEP ME UP AT NIGHT
STAND ALONE

Humans tend to stick together
to form groups and cliques.
But what about those
who stand alone?
Who want to be different?
Who don’t want to be
part of a pack?
They stand alone.
They stand apart.
They become leaders.
NATURE’S WILL BE DONE

We fight nature’s will.
Ride its mighty waves.
Dig up its natural resources.
Cut down its plentiful trees.
Pollute its clear waters.
But will we ever have control?
Make it bow to our will.
Never.
Nature can never be tamed.
It will remain strong.
Long after we’re gone.
BLUE DEPTHS
BLUE DEPTHS
Falling to the deep.
I cannot find sleep.
I thrash in the cold.
In the devil’s hold.
Water covers my face.
A dark and creepy place.
I struggle for air.
Current takes my hair.
I’m drowning in my bed.
It is all in my head.
ALIVE
ALIVE
Our minds can soar
to the heavens above.
They can reach new heights
like the flight of a dove.
Imagination keeps us fresh.
Keeps our minds alive.
Don’t live your life
to barely survive.
Dream of fresh ideas.
New places to explore.
Ways to expand your knowledge.
Until you reach for more.
PERSEVERANCE

Our life takes its toll.
Our hope keeps us whole.
We persevere through pain.
But it’s not all in vain.
We hold our heads up high.
Continue with a sigh.
The flower fights winter cold.
And if I might be so bold.
We can fight our ills too.
Hold on to our hope too.
A HOUSE OF CARDS

A house of ice.
So very nice.
But it’s still unstable.
Like a shaky table.
Once the sun shows its hot face.
The house is a melted place.
Such can be a house built on lies.
Useful as a horse catching flies.
Once the lies are unsealed.
House of cards is revealed.
A house’s foundation must ring true.
It must be built to be strong & true.
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