Danielle Bloom's Writings
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Poem
Jan.18.2011
“Stardust” by Danielle Piper Bloom
A miracle has been charged of me-
My feet have touched a purpose.
My dry tears will not fall for God;
They will not fly, turning poise,
Like burning, celestial traffic.
In the obscurity of a shouting voice,
The one denied the light
Becomes the sky, melting with the relief of change
The spring I bring to God—
The...
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Poem
Jan.18.2011
“Stardust” by Danielle Piper Bloom
A miracle has been charged of me-
My feet have touched a purpose.
My dry tears will not fall for God;
They will not fly, turning poise,
Like burning, celestial traffic.
In the obscurity of a shouting voice,
The one denied the light
Becomes the sky, melting with the relief of change
The spring I bring to God—
The...
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Poem
Jan.18.2011
“Stardust” by Danielle Piper Bloom
A miracle has been charged of me-
My feet have touched a purpose.
My dry tears will not fall for God;
They will not fly, turning poise,
Like burning, celestial traffic.
In the obscurity of a shouting voice,
The one denied the light
Becomes the sky, melting with the relief of change
The spring I bring to God—
The...
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Poem
Jan.18.2011
“Stardust” by Danielle Piper Bloom
A miracle has been charged of me-
My feet have touched a purpose.
My dry tears will not fall for God;
They will not fly, turning poise,
Like burning, celestial traffic.
In the obscurity of a shouting voice,
The one denied the light
Becomes the sky, melting with the relief of change
The spring I bring to God—
The...
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Jun.10.2009
This was the first poem that I ever wrote (I was six years old). 12 years later it remains one of my personal best.
“Little Girl with the Dove (children’s poem)” by Danielle Piper Bloom
A long time ago
God was a small girl
Laughing and crying
As she formed her world.
It was a sad time
Full of anger and hate,
But God loved the world
That was her...
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Poem
Jun.10.2009
“Artist” by Danielle Piper Bloom
The red is darker than I’d ever want it to be.
I see it, touch it, tell myself it burns not for me.
Ice, ice bays at the mind I once knew well, controlled by the fire that plays me;
Brazen, carbon, unafraid of me.
There is no punishment as rash, as ill-advised as this, for not once
I Participated in...
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About Danielle
Hello, my name is Danielle Piper Bloom, and I love poetry! Don't be fooled by my age, because even though I'm only 18, the pursuit of beautiful prose and poetry is my life! I write primarily abstract religious poetry, which is what Sylvia Plath would have...
Connections
Causes Danielle Bloom Supports
Friends of Humanex Academy Fund
(The High school that saved my life)!
Danielle’s Favorite Books
"The Bell Jar" by Sylvia Plath. Anything by Sylvia Plath, actually. "Walden" by Henry David Thoreau in addition to other transcendentalist and religious works...
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