#caffeinated-capi-reblogs

[soulreserve]

Winter-Long

Winter's cold is curled like a lick beneath underneath the beating heart. Like a hand of a stranger on my shoulder.

Your name is the white breath I realease from trembling lips. It escapes from me and into the dense air that carries cold with a purpose.

Loss is a constant companion, it doesn't fade with time. I watch it shiver outside under the burden of heavy snow.

What does it know of warmth? I let it slip inside, and sit by the fire. but little by little it takes over. It creeps below,

leaves my body damp and aching, swamped by run-away thoughts of you. And cold settles like a tickle in the lungs.

© SoulReserve 2023

[ginadope]

liquorice

It's time to visit The light of night again Another death, another face The now silver bullet This stolen hour With joy and darkness in the audience I want to look not in the mirror But at myself Step by step Gently Reach the door

[followcb]

Thanks for digging this one out - from May 2020!!

Always a comforting reminder ☺️

The Opening

the opening appears

when we are ready to receive

close our eyes and believe

magic sparks happen

if we know where to look

and realize that within

the ordinary, extraordinary occurs

invisible threads

connect and unite us

to one another and all living things

your heart strings tug my heart strings

no one ever sees the opening

for it can only be felt

in the depths of the soul

where the ebb and flow

of tides and time

coalesce under golden sunlight

Image & Poem ©️ @followcb

May 1, 2020

[dancing-on-the-waves]

Too Old!

Too Old!

We’re too old! Too old you say!? Too old to enjoy a sunny day? Too old to smell the roses along the way? Too old for a romp in the hay? Too old for a dip in the bay?

But we’re too old! But we are alive I say Alive to drive with the top down Alive to go out on the town Alive to play on the playground,  to ride a merry-go-round,  Alive to push the bounds

We’re just too old. Just too old for what my dear? Too old to make angels in the snow? Too old to listen to the Summer breeze blow? Too old too remember who we were just a while ago? Too old to see how high a kite can go?

I guess you are right We are too old to care what others might think or bray Too old to make excuses and keep life at bay Too old to waste this wonderful day Too old not to make a wish on a star and pray Too old to let our love just slip away

K. C. Barry

[jules-hazard]

ace & minor friendly

i want to die with you

i won't bear a single moment of silence

feelings and thoughts reaching out one-way

body disintegrating into soulless dust

with emptiness sucking on me

from the other end

of the line

good morning

good morning

i want to die with you

holding you closer than the skins we wear

as if we're falling asleep together

and all the decades that we held each other

are swirling back into eternities beyond

and we dive back into the timeless voids

side by side

i love you

i love you

i want to live with you

for another five minutes longer

we still have so much to tell each other

i named so many constellations after you

i want to name so many more

i want generations of our cats and plants

to have two loving fathers

and i want you

i'm yours

i'm yours

— i don't need a way back // julzzz

photo by me

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[al-yen]

[ace & minor friendly]

let me whisper into your ear

about how beautiful

your strawberry marks are

scattered across your skin

little gifts

for me

to find and

greet good morning

with my revering kisses

— dict entry: hello [1]

'vocab' - al ed.

[michaelbogild]

And she stained the innocent ink with her vast nocturnal sorrows.

[rhapsodyinblue45]

I knew your sensitive eyes

the texture of a musician's hands,

long before my eyes beheld you.

Your reflection

had been collected,

woven together

from iridescent fragments

dreamt since my youth.

You have filled imaginary

conversations, strolled with me

through life's epochs,

until, at long last,

you stand here

visible to my heart.

Although it took a lifetime

for our footsteps to align

(your shadow beheld in mine)

you were, most assuredly,

worth the wait.

Rhapsodyinblue45, interim

[claphandsound]

Ink on paper by Scott Thompson

[haikkun]

Update: apparently the max likes/day is 1,000. 😬 200 is great, but do what’s manageable for you! ❤️

Day 7 Writers CPR: Hit the max daily likes (200) on other people’s work.

Brews coffee ☕️

Pops popcorn 🍿

Looks excitedly at the long list of writers I’ve followed this week 😍

This is going to be EASY!!!

Also, if you haven’t been able to start the challenge yet, no worries! Each person starts when they can! Or jump in today if that’s all you can manage.

If 4 more people do it today, that’s 1,000 likes going out into the writing community. ❤️❤️❤️

Also, we got #writerscreed back!!!!! So go unload a slew of likes there @writerscreed or on @smittenbypoetry @bitsofstarglow @poetryportal @recognizingthevoiceless @poetry-reruns @thespians-drumming @a-little-less-peckinpah @caffeinated-capi-reblogs who ALL reblog and deserve our immense thanks, as it is an extremely time-consuming task that MAKES this community thrive!

[soulreserve]

Perfume

You become a    sound      that slowly leaches from my body into air with the softness of breath, a quiet keening,   an undertone   of heartache  I've always felt.

    You release  from wrinkles, from birthmarks I have known and carried. From freckles that darken in the sun.

You unsettle from the folds of my clothes   my hair     my eyes like a memory—washed      dried and fading                           fluttering outside on clothes lines.

You aren't gone    although you are dissipating     leaving in more ways than one.       The perfume of you   is still damp on poems I write with tears.

© SoulReserve 2023    

[ginadope]

The talk of snowdrops Spring still shy Is a story of longing Letting clouds into the mind To see more clearly The light-bringer Fear, power, and control All leave to rest And as nothing is everything For one dance of the shadows We can meet again

[followcb]

Serendipity has brought this one back around again 💛

In the Middle of a Poem

shadows of spring

silver wings of warming light

lifts spirits from winter windows

I stand alone in the middle of a poem

my eyes still glow

exactly as if you're still here at home

slipped from my heart, my hands

the only love I've ever known

whispers of your name

emerge from a busy place

we will never be the same

do you understand

in our hearts, no one is to blame

both of us blackjack dealers

winners winning and losers losing

but playing the same game

things have changed

but nothing's ever changed

now isn't that a shame

that we didn't begin to win

but never choose to lose

©️ @followcb ☆ May 14, 2020

[dancing-on-the-waves]

Forever Young

Forever Young

We were forever young Runnin’ the roads Chasing the girls Promising diamonds and pearls

We would party the nights away Hopping from bar to bar Dancing with flirts Hoping to unbutton shirts

We filled our Summer days  Hunting and Fishing Nights looking for dates Kissing and tempting the fates

We spent Winters grabbing our pay Making our way Saving for a car Hoping to go far

We were for ever young Carefree and loose Living for today And making hay

We have grown older And life goes much slower We have made our hay And lost some along the way

We are no longer young And now we look back Youth having past us by Memories bring deep sighs

We enjoyed our youth And made our way But in our hearts we wish To be forever young and catch one more fish

K. C. Barry

[jules-hazard]

ace & minor friendly

transcription of the text:

26

Learning how to maneuver

ecstasy and madness

excessive consciousness and infinite animal might

another you and another me

(upside down) i sense You

(upside down) and i fail

look out

the Knight means to

have his present

Ohhh.

— rebellious angels (visual poetry cycle by me)

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[rhapsodyinblue45]

Letter to Your Heart

You, yes, you are beautiful

God's creation, a work of art

look at your hands,

feel the radiant energy

expressed through them,

lightly caress your face,

allow sensations to return

let light pour through you again

receive, open the pathways

for you are entirely worthy

of incredible love because

you exist and are part

of this universe.

Breathe in positive vibrations, absorb all the roseate sunlight,

let its warmth filter through your skin, feel each strand of hair soaking in love, bathe your eyes in winter's pearlescent moon- you are reborn at dawn.

Wrap your spirit

in the understanding

that you are valuable,

and you possess such gifts

that will support and strengthen

others in their quests.

You, yes, you

have immense power,

cherish and harness its beauty

for greatness, take time to care

for yourself -especially right now-

the world needs spirits such as yours - spread your warm heart

as a light house upon dark and troubled seas-- call restless souls to your harbors, relish in the world's goodness, enchant your life by giving others peaceful energy and acceptance for positivity will

decimate pain,

fear, and insecurity -

and you are formed of

L O V E.

Rhapsodyinblue45

12.2.20

Image: Looking out on Tybee Island at sunset, sending these words to you

*May this love letter find its way to your heart. ♥️