#Buddie poem
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isaacthedruid · 3 months ago
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I still think it’s funny that I’m a self published poet with a BUDDIE POEM IN MY FIRST EVER POETRY BOOK?? 😭
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like buddie is forever immortalized in this book PLEASE THATS SO FUNNY
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lonelychicago · 2 years ago
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I'm screaming louder
— original poem
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thelikesofus · 1 year ago
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lockstep | a buddie poem by thelikesofus
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theotherbuckley · 1 year ago
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Buddie poetry event thingy
Prompt 1 - It was supposed to be us
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Original poem by me @theotherluciferr :)
I don't know what I'm doing but I made this thing so enjoy @poemsbybuddie
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loucifersbitch · 2 years ago
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Pulse
Do you know what it was like to hold you in my arms for the first time?
The bullet had torn through your flesh
And while you bled out in the street
Your blood covering my hair, face, neck, shirt
I yelled your name, my voice cracking and desperate
Do you remember?
You were so pale, your life draining from your eyes
You looked at me and asked if I was hurt
Yes, physically I was fine
But that was the day my heart learned what it meant to beat for another
A hug is nothing compared to holding your wounded body
Wanting only to tuck you behind my ribs
Next to my heart, entwined with my soul
Where you'll be safe
Where my heart can continue to beat
If yours will do the same
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chaosandwolves · 2 years ago
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Buddie poetry event
Day 4 - fire
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baptized - an original poem by me
@poemsbybuddie
Full poem and ID under the cut
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Ten gifs with various scenes from different episodes. All gifs are slightly tinged red and the poem is written on them in a white relatively big but thin font on a red background to make it more visible. The opacity of the fond is lowered half way so it isn't too dominant. for the most gifs the font is in the middle of the picture
Image 1: Two gifs combined side by side. The first is of Buck holding the picture of Daniel in s4 ep4 . The first verse of the poem is written in the middle, it reads:
Baptized in fire
from the beginning
the right gif is from s4 ep 5 of a young adult Buck standing in front of his parents looking kind of sad. The second verse of the poem is written on its middle and reads:
That glimmer smoldering 
in my bones 
too weak to sustain
the flame
Image 2: Three images from s 4 ep 5 of the various postcards that Buck sent Maddie when he was travelling through the country. The third verse is written over its middle and reads:
It's been running
underneath my skin
eating trough me like
lava; spurring me on
to find its place to
grow 
Image 3: Three gifs one after the other. The first is of Abby leaving where she walks into the airport and Buck looks after her. The second is from s4 ep 4 and shows Buck's mother when she asked at the dinner scene "Evan, I don't know what you expected us to do" .The third gif shows Buck sitting on stairs in his loft with Taylor standing in front of him. It's the scene where he broke up with her. Centered over the gif the fourth verse is written and reads:
That smoldering that slowly 
burned me, eating away 
feasting on my 
heart and hands
which I used, to 
give give give 
in the hopes 
to pass on a spark
Image 4: A gif of the scene from s4 ep 5 where Buck is trying to rescue the factory worker from the fire. He's trying to pull on the rope and screams. The fifth verse is written over its center:
That flare that erupted 
one too many times
finally turned to
raging fire
carving itself into me 
a swath of destruction
cutting off the way
before me and setting
aflame everything I touch
That wasn't what I wanted
Image 5 is from the same scene. Buck is shown from the profile. He's hanging on the rope and has sunk to his knees. The 6th verse reads:
I'm down on my knees
my skin, brittle like embers
my bones, black like coals 
heart burning and burning and burning
Image 6: The gif shows Eddie in three different scenes, one after the other. The first is from s4 ep 5 when Buck arrives back at the firehouse and Eddie greats him and Buck says, "I had to do it" and Eddie answers, "I know you did".
The second scene is from s5 ep 4 where Buck and Eddie are talking on Buck's balcony about Chim and Maddie.
The third pic is from s6 ep 12 where Buck and Eddie talk in Eddie's kitchen and Eddie is looking quite fondly at Buck. Each part of the seventh verse appears one after the other matched with the change of the gifs. It reads:
And then
You
You
You welcome it
Image 7: The gif shows the scene from s3 ep 3 where Eddie has his hand on Buck's shoulder and is about to tell him that there is no one is the world he trusts more with his son than Buck. The 8th verse reads:
Feet covered in soot
Flames licking your skin
Eyes gleaming 
demanding,
'don't look away'
Image 8: Three scenes showing Buck one after the other. The first is from the same scene as the previous scene where Buck meets Eddie's eyes. The second scene is from the kitchen talk from s6 ep 12 and Buck is looking up at Eddie. The third part shows Buck looking at Eddie at the end of the scene from S4 ep 14 when Eddie tells Buck that he's Christopher's legal guardian.
The lines of the 9th verse appear and disappear with each scene and read:
And I don't
I can't
I won't
Image 9: Two gifs combined side by side. The first shows Eddie in s4 ep 5 Where he takes hold of the rope Buck is using to try to save the worker in the factory. The 10th verse on it reads:
You reach out and take that
glimmer, that flame, that fire 
and you make it your own
The right gif shows Buck and Eddie from s6 ep 12 again how they look at each other during the kitchen talk. The 11th verse reads:
Now we're both burning
But
I'm not hurting
anymore
Image 10: A gif of three scenes one after the other. First scene shows Buck and Eddie in s2 ep 4 walking next to each other , smiling and bumping their shoulders. Second scene is rom s3 ep 9 and shows Buck, Chris and Eddie on Buck's couch cheering after playing a video game. Last scene is from s6 ep 13 from the poker night and shows Buck turned around to Eddie who looks at him and grins at him very fondly and happy. The lines of the 12th verse appear and disappear with each scene and read:
I was baptized in fire
but you
You
You've become the flame
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deathmydearoldfriend · 2 years ago
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@poemsbybuddie
day one: home
what makes a house a home?
it’s a question i ask for years. a question i let rot in the pit of my stomach, 
a grave i try to crawl into, 
some secret i think i can discover, if only i run far enough.
in a youth spent as a shadow, only ever being seen in shades of blood and bruises,
i try to find it in her hair. in the curve of her shoulder, where she will hold me when i cry, 
when there is no wound to bandage or bone to sling, 
just broken hearts to mend, the caverns of a kitchen table watching me every day. 
as a boy steeped in loneliness, i search for it. 
that otherwise unnameable thing. 
the mountain that postcards cannot cross. 
a person who does not get left. 
i make my own assertions. 
home cannot have legs. (a home should never walk away)
a home will never smile (i’d do anything to keep it there)
home should be easy, like it is to be left. home should not be lonely, like i’ve been all these years. home is no empty apartment, waiting for a plane that will never return, home should not be a secret, a grave that isn’t my own, home cannot be mine, 
i know this, 
like i know my blood, like i know my sweat, like i know my shame,
home cannot be mine, 
when i have always been know to tear at the seams. 
(i know, mom, i never make it easy. i told him to listen when i say: i never make it easy)
in some fever dreams, home is a grave, nestled next to him, the brother that never was, the person i could never save, the home that lived and died with my bones, with the cries i brought into this world, with the brother i tore away.
some nights, leg aching, litchenberg scars scrawled along my skin,
home is an old friend i hope will still come for me. home is a scar in my skin i wish never healed. home is the secrets i’ll keep till i’m at your door, again.
home is an early grave. some earthen, spring thing, begging for my touch, home is scraped knees for a smile, home is in hiding, home is in running, home is cold, impersonal, untouchable, home cannot exist, but then, i remind myself, neither could you.
maybe it is this:
home cannot have legs. but mine will carry you. home comes with scars, though i wish yours faded and mine stayed bruised. home will never smile, but i watch as your own comes easily and i think: 
none of what i thought was true.
home can be a rush, a reminder to swim, home can take a bullet wound and come out the other side prepared for something new,
in you i’ve found a cavern my heart has been running to, 
knees knocking, shoulders bumping, home is a magnet pulling me to you,
but still, some things stay true.
if home is an early grave then love is too. you’ve damned me to be pulled, to run, ever-constant, into the sun, straight towards you, and the wounds i’ll sustain will carry me through, 
i know, you never asked for this, for me to bleed for you,
but i’ll do it gladly: 
because i know. 
i will never be home to you.
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butchdiaz · 20 days ago
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for @winterofbuddie week 4: time tales
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frontmansdefender · 2 months ago
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please please please please never assume an artist’s work is about something and then shove your theory in their face in hope that they would validate your “headcanon”. there’s a fine line between interpreting an artist’s art, which is fine (it is, after all, what art is about), and making your own assumption that said art might be about something that goes with your narrative or that something must be on the artist’s mind when they made this. it’s rude at best and extremely insensitive / disrespectful at worst. especially when you never know if the art is something that’s personal to the artist, (and so by making your own assumptions that their art is about something you want it to be about, you’re invalidating their feelings / experiences / anything they might’ve held in their heart creating the art; you’re turning their emotions / experiences / possibly trauma into something that’s about you, whether or not it’s your intention).
this goes for every other artist out there. if you appreciate their work or respect them as an artist, don’t do this. even if you’re just “joking”. because trust me, your joke isn’t worth the risk of unknowingly undermining someone’s feelings / experiences / pain in the process.
please respect artists and their art and try to be more considerate.
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perfectfeelings · 5 months ago
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It felt amazing the days you were happy to see me.
Buddy Wakefield
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thehopefulquotes · 1 year ago
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It felt amazing the days you were happy to see me.
Buddy Wakefield
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lover-of-mine · 11 months ago
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emziess · 1 day ago
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O my Luve’s like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve’s like the melodie That’s sweetly play’d in tune. As fair are thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my Dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry.
@winterofbuddie Week 7: Floral Fiction - A Red, Red Rose - Robert Burns + Buddie
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chaosandwolves · 2 years ago
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Happy 911 day
Today I offer you this gif edit set with my original poem "your name on my tongue"
I wrote this poem after watching 6x10
I hope you like it.
Full poem and image description under the cut
Your name on my tongue
like burning embers
choking my lung
I tie your heartbeat to mine
come hide in my soul
Let my body be your shrine
I press my breath into your veins
hold on, my love
give me more than remains
I don't care about your destiny
I won't back down
when god asks for my testimony
The reign of this pain
My blood on your lips
I won't let it be in vain
I'll make the stars align
I shift the universe
But I won't cut this line
I won't let you die that young
I will fight the gods
with your name on my tongue
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A set of 3 gifs, 1 picture and 3 gifs again. Each one has one verse of the poem written on its middle in a white cursive font which opacity has been lowered to blend into the gifs. The gifs are each made of two scenes merged into each other and partially overlayed.
Gif 1: two scenes from s6 ep 10. On the left there is Eddie shouting "Buck" when he spots him hanging from the ladder. It merges into Eddie on the right who arrives on top of the ladder shouting , "Buck".
Gif 2: on the left Eddie can be seen clipping the safety rope into Buck's harness before he goes up the ladder in s6 ep 10. The gif on the right shows Eddie from s4 ep 14 when he tells Buck that he made him Christopher's legal guardian. Specifically the moment he says "by you"
Gif 3: both scenes are from s6 ep 11.on the left Eddie is shown doing CPR on Buck while he's being wheeled into the hospital. It merges into the right where the camera swings from the ECMO machine over its tubes to where they're connected to Buck to where he is shown lying unconscious in the hospital bed.
Picture: A black picture with the fourth verse of the poem written on it's middle.
Gif 4: On the left there is the scene of Buck standing with a shocked expression and blood all over his face from the shooting scene from s4 ep 13. On the right a distressed Eddie from s6 ep 11 is shown how he looks after Buck who's been taken into the hospital after they've given him over. There is a tear on his right cheek.
Gif 5: the first gif is mainly on the left and overlaying the other gif partially on the right. The scene is from s4 ep 05 where Buck is alone in the fire trying to safe the person trapped there. It shows Eddie grabbing the rope Buck uses and his Eddie looks then down at Buck. On the right Eddie is shown how he tries to pull Buck up on the rope in s6 ep 10 on top of the ladder.
Gif 6: the left gif is from s4 ep 14 from the "legal guardian" scene and shows Buck looking up at Eddie in surprise when he says "Because, Evan". On the left bottom corner which shows a part of Buck's chest there is a block font in white reading "Evan". Its opacity is lowered to blend in well.
The gif on the right shows the scene from s6 ep 11 where Buck's limp body hangs from the ladder and there is rain and the light is changing into red, probably from the lights of the firetrucks. It's the moment when Eddie shouts "Buck" for the last time before he starts lowering him. In the right upper corner there is "Buuuuuck" written in the same font as "Evan" in the bottom left corner.
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sunflowerpastels · 2 months ago
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Roses and Thorns (a Cinderella Boy/Stargoth poem)
inspired by eps. 53 and 54, from Buddy's pov
you are soft and free as the petals of a rose
I am rigid and harsh like the thorns
we should never fit together
we both know it so very well
but somehow I can't keep myself from falling
like a moth to a flame I keep getting closer
though I know that, like Icarus, I will only get burned
we're on two sides of a war
another doomed tragedy to add to the list
another Romeo in love with his Juliet
I've said and done too many awful things to you
so how could you look at me that way?
as though you haven't been pierced by my thorns for the hundredth time
don't hold me like you love me
my heart can't take it, so please, don't keep reaching for me
this is a fairytale but there's no happy ending
I'll only hurt you in the end, why do you try?
don't you see I'm a villain?
it's the role I always play
you should know this by now... it's the only way I know
we both have our roles
and there's never a tale where my story ends happily
you always get your reward in the end
your prince and your palace
but what do I get?
nothing but punishment and pain
the pain I deserve for the person I am
but you want to save me from fate?
you want to rewrite my story, change the way it ends... why?
it should be impossible
you shouldn't even try
don't you realize I'm a hopeless case?
yet somehow I'm beginning to believe
that somehow you might be the one who can save me
after all, if anyone could save a thorn from it's harsh fate, it would be a rose
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quotefeeling · 2 months ago
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It takes a long time to make love with someone who hates themselves.
Buddy Wakefield
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