#collage poem

[blnxpc]

Elastic Poem

[its-a-beautful-day]

It's been awhile since I made another digital collage!

thank you @soul-of-a-w0rm for the inspiration

And thank you @goobersplat and @oceantoyz for the transparent stickers to add charm to the piece

[wizardinvan]

Please!

09/06/2024

Art cut out from Van Morrison's Accentuate the Positive, drawn by Dameon Priestly

[oldmanffucker]

work is slow so I wrote a collage poem.

Wilson POV to Danny.

transcript in alt text and under cut

If only we had continued to be children,

knit together by every ligament.

I still have many things to say to you,

Tell me, where are you?

are you afraid?

do you have food?

do you still see visions?

are you alive?

I beg you to come home.

our Father has condemned this world without you,

this world that tossed you to and fro,

because We failed to help.

to protect.

I had been calling to the waves of the sea

that it may reach to the ends of the earth,

and you.

while we wait for you yet,

I no longer go out each day looking for you -

I cannot bear it.

For the love of G-d,

please return.

we are at home.

[mnemotechnicstoo]

Automatic poem

A4 collage on digital collage and digital drawing

[voxtism]

I made a poem out of people's discord statuses over the last couple of days, hope yall enjoy this

[freakqueer]

poem for Sir

collage poetry made from a book of 1600s protestant sermons.

transcript of poem: "myself, a temple of your dicipline. this bed your altar, make me red with blushing. i see those hands stretched out, i shake with fear and devotion, content to love him, my purpose satisfied."

[dissociationdude]

Live _ Years Longer

cw csa

[ID: sticky note collage with lined paper, and a creature cut out with pink paper. Pen drawings of figures and facial features. Magazine word cut outs on top of drawings that read as follows: "A seriously ill child. Gentle. Friendly. Solve it yourself. Prevent pain! Tame triggers! You could hold the key. Live 10 more years, a delicate birds nest, roughness, your hands with a revving desire. Live 12 more years, finger trigger memorable, always handy! Pull down two legs that like to struggle. Live 12 years longer! Your cock who just can't wait. Stress makes food taste worse! Places to sleep live and active. Get hands-on, normalizes this with a range, laughing at babies every single day. I saw in his eyes a 'disconnect'. Never forget your hands under me. What's your use? Find ways to become self-sufficient..."]

[wormyorchids]

The foldout for my soon to be printed zine, Letters from the Memory Forest! 🖤🌲

[blnxpc]

Elastic Poem

[x-en-jpeg]

at some point, enough cuts would separate one into two. this poem is largely regarding my experience with borderline personality disorder, where it seems as though my only two halves are frantic joy and utter devastation. black, white, or completely… nothing.

collage poem written and constructed by x•en. collage made on pinterest.

[library-cardz]

“love poem made from only our bodies (#3)”

• digital collage poem made from stick-n-poke tattoos of the artist & their lover •

[turbulent-talkbox]

Next Winter

September 22, 2024

Sourced from Thomas Wolfe's Letters To His Mother (1943)

Text under the cut

"I want you to know that I wish I could be enjoying some fine spring with you. I know how much you enjoy spring and good weather.

I am having dinner tonight

Spending another winter alone.

Visit me if you feel like it.

And by next winter I will winter with you.

If you ever need anything I earnestly request you to let me know instantly.

I am happy to have someone to look after.

I can be where you are"

[octahedral-chaos]

[Image ID: Several images of black text on white or light grey background. It reads: Mahpiohazia: The frustration of being unable to fly, a shadow caused by a cloud/ Can you tell? Does it show? I'm alone in a city of ghosts, awake to the howling silence/ The Sky's open wide, there is nowhere for you to hide, the hunter's moon is shining/ I walk alone, I'm everything, my ears can hear and my mouth can speak/my spirit talks, I know my soul believes/ Standing on the cliff face, highest fall you'll ever grace, it scares me half to death/ I am tried of having hands, she said, I want wings- But what will you do without your hands to be human? I am tired of human, she said/ She longed for a thunderstorm/ You hear a raging, thunderous cry... /End ID]

Thunder Manifestation alterhuman web weave for me!

X/ Dead of Night - Sayanora Wild Hearts/ Running with the Wolves - Aurora/ Icarus - Bastille/ X/ X/ Adventurer Handbook, before completing Seirai Stormchasers

[6bug]

Aw shit here I go with the collage poetry again 🙄🙄🙄 shut ur gay ass up

[geocitiesephemera]

"ANGEL 1999" digital collage poem, made exclusively out of text clippings gathered from archived geocities webpages.

this piece was inspired by the bizarre online communities that formed around "angel sightings" in the late 90s. descriptions of the physical appearance of these angels varied wildly, some blurring the line between “angel��� and “alien”. believers were convinced that angels would appear more frequently as Y2K and the biblical apocalypse approached.