#🌿 poetry

[newvision]

— Laura Gilpin, Two-Headed Calf

[tatesalive]

" 4 But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, 5 made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved." Ephesians 2:4-5 🌿🤍✞

I am alive

You knew I wasn't before

You have arose me from my death

I was blind-

You are the bright light

You are the only branch of hope

I was thirsty-

You give me enough water

You fill me with your everlasting peace

You're with me

You are the purposeful vine

Jesus is glorious and everyone will see

A poem I wrote about how Jesus set me free, I'm so grateful to be even writing this, he took all my troubles and pain away that I was putting on myself, Jesus lives forever in our hearts ♡♡♡, hope this can help & encourage you too in the freedom and life in Christ 🥹❤️‍🩹🌿

You can also find this poem in my ongoing poetry book called My Christian Poetry 🗒️✧ by @/tatesfaith on Wattpad! Thanks to the Holy Spirit for helping me 🗒️🕊️✧ (Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/367654936?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=tatesfaith 🔗🌿♡ )

[thequietabsolute]

A poet is what he is in himself. Gertrude Stein used to distinguish between a person who is an 'entity' and one who has an 'identity.' A significant man is an entity. Identity is what they give you socially. Your little dog recognizes you and therefore you have an identity. An entity, by contrast, an impersonal power, can be a frightening thing. It's as T. S. Eliot said of William Blake. A man like Tennyson was merged into his environment or encrusted with parasitic opinion, but Blake was naked and saw man naked, and from the center of his own crystal. There was nothing of the 'superior person' about him, and this made him terrifying. That is an entity. An identity is easier on itself. An identity pours a drink, lights a cigarette, seeks its human pleasures, and shuns rigorous conditions. The temptation to lie down is very great.

— Saul Bellow, from Humboldt’s Gift

pg., 311

[dedi-ashour]

و نحن نحب الحياة إذا ما استطعنا إليها سبيلا🌿🇵🇸..

المحمود درويش 🎻🪻💙💜

[moonchild-in-blue]

- a little something i wrote back in 2019 -

a doddle from today ; the original poem and sketch

[unfortunatelyprofounddaughter]

body like an old church, abandoned but the ghosts still worship.

[tiltedmint]

be as you've always been - pc wallpaper

LIKE AND REBLOG IF USED <3

images from Pinterest and Canva (follow me on Pinterest!)

Inspired by this post lol, the poems were just screaming Hozier

Made some variations because I'm indecisive and switched out the Tumblr quote for Hozier lyrics in the third and fourth one!

The Spotify Code links to Be by Hozier <3

Confession, I didn't understand the Hozier hype. Then I listened to Hozier.

I've also said Hozier too many times in this post, sry

[usagichay]

My garden—🪴

A story written by Usagi Chay

[kes-ta-ne]

Ada Limón, The Carrying: Poems

[sheepcomposition]

"𝙰 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝."

1. Scene of Deluge by Joseph-Désiré Court / 2. Descending Figure by Louise Glück / 3. Untitled by David Jones - 3.5. PNG from mssallsunday / 4. Birds in Flight by Donna Hughes / 5. Sunbeams by Juhaniviitanen / 6. Interpretation of Agamemnon / 7. The Love Letters by Dylan Thomas / 8. Adobe Images / 9. Freedom by Neslihan öncel / 10. Letters to Sartre by Simone de Beauvoir

[eyesintheheat]

[newvision]

— Philippe Besson, Lie With Me

[queerstudiesnatural]

okay okay okay. top 3 albums for summer? favourite book? favourite poem?

i love you <3

ok so. i'm not a party gay i'm a chill at the beach and go on hikes and get sunburnt at a cafe terrace while sipping a fruity little cocktail while i try to contain my third mental breakdown of the day gay. so my summer vibes are quite mellow. i'm gonna go with

when facing the things we turn away from by luke hemmings (lowkey favourite album of all time. this is more of a late august vibe)

strange trails by lord huron (this is my hiking album specifically)

heathers the musical soundtrack (for when i'm in a fun mood)

my favourite book used to be pride and prejudice but lowkey the raven cycle is becoming my fave. like maybe it's because it's the only thing i've read since high school but i really really love it. it's not one book though it's 4

it's so hard to pick a favourite poem!!!! but here are a few i really like off the top of my head, in no particular order:

grow up with me by keaton henson

song of myself by walt whitman (the do i contradict myself very well i contain multitudes quote is in part 51. i distinctly remember being smacked in the face with it the first time i read that)

roots like that by @evenupsidedownbeautifulsomehow

believe me, i'm lying! by @faithdeans (hi <3)

coward, south carolina by @croatstiel

a supermarket in california by allen ginsberg (i just find it comforting that i'm not the only one in a parasocial relationship with walt whitman)

[bladesrunner]

August – asters, August – starlight, August – bunches Of ripe grapes and rusty rowan Berries – August!

With benevolent, sound, befitting Emperors, your apple regal, Like a child, you’re playing, August. Like a palm, your name smooths heartache, Emperors befitting, regal: August! – Heartache!

Month of tardy, late hour kisses, Tardy roses, lightnings tardy! Showers starry – August! – Month of Showers starry!

Marina Tsvetaeva / February 7, 1917

[dust-is-not-the-origin-of-bone]

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[kelian]

I need to find a poem that means something to me for my English class, I immediately thought of one but it's a translation not an original English poem.