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Hollywood
The boulevard is flooded with
so much artificial light that they had to
wrangle the stars and trap them in concrete
under feet to ensure they'd be seen
#short poem#original poem#my poem#my poetry#poesy-poetry#katie-poesy#words words words#writers and poets#young poets#poetry corner#original poets on tumblr#poets#spilled ink#poems and poetry#hollywood#hollywood poem#nature poem#easy poetry#irish poetry#irish poet#american poem#american poetry#observations#all that glitters is not gold#poets of tumblr#poets on tumblr#dead poets society#poetry on tumblr#poetry#poetry blog
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'All my secrets… REVEALED'
I wrote a How-To as a gift for you: How to Bring Your Cleantech Colleagues to Tears in a Divebar While You're Standing on Top of the Bar Reading a Poem
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part 2!!!! [read part one here]
transcript below the cut arranged into stanzas to help show where the rhymes are:
“that’s why they brought gem in? as a failsafe?” as a pawn. we were told to point her at whoever we need gone
“gem won’t hurt her allies. …yet.” the curse she carries will it’s had its eye on her since she lost the other eye she was specially selected for her hunting skill it’s quite the high honor. “wow. how generous.” we try
think about it: why does almost no one fight the curse? “given how fast scott killed skizz last season, i can guess.” [“any pain you spare your friends, you’ll have to suffer worse”?] it’s designed to shut down higher reasoning with stress
#if you still can't see the rhyme scheme try reading it out loud#if that doesn't work uh. idk. can't help you#my art#my poetry#grian#geminitay#smajor1995#bdoubleo100#inthelittlewood#secret life#grian and his terrible horrible no good very bad eldritch coworkers: the sequel#cant wait to post the next part so i can be like 'my three secret life comics. and yes they all rhyme'#this one narratively doesn't work nearly as well as a standalone compared to part 1#however i accidentally went way too hard and could probably upload the middle page + second to last panel as their own separate art pieces#tbh i'm considering putting an explanation of everything below the readmore buuut i don't feel like it atm. :3 later maybe#me and my 20+ life series headcanons i only allude to without explicitly stating don't need to explain ourselves#still experimenting with this webtoon-esque vertical comic style#still not sure i like it#it gets long too quickly#among other things#but it's very easy to read on a phone so
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for johnny.
"Do not stand
by my grave, and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die."
"Immortality" by Clare Harner
#johnny gaudreau#columbus blue jackets#calgary flames#hockey poetry#tribute#we miss you johnny :( we miss you lots#rest easy#johnny hockey
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Dayspring, Anthony Oliveira
#quotes#quote#poetry#poem#Anthony Oliveira#kept the coloring from the text so it was easy to follow who is talking but red is Jesus and black is John#id in alt text#ALSO…armandaniel talking before Armand erased Daniel’s memories!!!
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haunts the punk rocker with gay thoughts
prompt: dream
#spider man: across the spider verse#spider punk#spider noir#hobie brown#noirpunk#noirpunkweek#companion to ken’s piece <3#ough i love love love when theyre pining idiots#when the rebel icon rockstar falls for the vintage noir detective…….#‘psh i dont lie awake thinkin bout im……. i fall asleep and dream bout im’#when he’s flustered and blushy and Uncool around pete >>>>>#hes just so into him and hes dumb about it!!! the untouchable star façade falters!!#oh btw thats a mauser c96 pete has#prolly the closest to his movie model’s gun besides the 14 nambu which was a bad ww2 japanese pistol lol#im very happy with this one too im really proud of how pete turned out#all the poetry is pretty easy to read the title of except#‘poem for my love’ by june jordan in the left corner and A by samuel menashe on the right side#the false idols thing is a tweet from badend_doll i found on probably pinterest#cw gun
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Albert Goldbarth, from “One Continuous Substance,” in The Art of Losing: Poems of Grief and Losing
#w#poetry#albert goldbarth#grief might be easy if there wasn’t still such beauty#there’s a whole life in knowing that the sun is there
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we're sitting under the stars on my best friend's balcony,
and everyone but us have gone in for the night. I've just told you, hazy and drunk, that my astrology app feeds me bullshit every day, and sometimes I'm weak enough to believe it. But most of the time it's bullshit.
I don't know why I told you - to you, the stars are lifeblood, or at least a personality gauge based on spinning planets and hair size. "Leos are known for their big hair," you'd said, maybe only a few hours prior. I can't remember why I chose that bone to pick - I think I've reached a barrel-scraping desperation where I feel the need to assert, over and over again, that 'I defy you, stars!' even though it would be much easier to say that mercury in retrograde may be causing my acute depression.
You pull up your astrology app. We're friends on there, and I think I remember checking our compatibility and feeling drawn to the sex & love section, but that would be ridiculous. There's something in the bullshit my astrology app fed to me that I read out loud in drunken amusement that resonated with who I am in your eyes, sitting in front of you under the stars. Your app tells you that you might experience a big change when the sun comes up, that you'll have to reach for it with both hands, and I see your eyes flick over to me.
There's a defense mechanism that locks in, underneath my skin, that acts as a human deterrent. I look at my best friend and there is something primal and soft that begs to lean my body against her and touch her with a casual intimate care. But when she laced her fingers with mine, pushing up against my stiff palm like digging through stone, I had to look away. She knelt down by her puppy and took my hand in hers, pressing my knuckles to her forehead to show her puppy that I am safe, that I can be trusted, but the little creature watched me like a sentinel behind my best friend's back, wary and right.
I think I told you it might be bullshit; I can only remember myself contrary in the string lights. You insisted that it could be true. "What if everything changes," you said, "what if it's right and today" - we were far past midnight - "and today the-"
"The world ends?" I finished for you.
I don't think that's what you wanted to hear, the careless laughing way I said it. I stared at the back of my best friend's house today, hours after you left, and I thought about fate. I bent over backwards and stared up at the stars, framed by the staircase up to the porch we sat. The world didn't end, nor did it change substantially, and I'll admit I didn't want either. I want to stay the same forever, but the goddamn stars keep moving.
I've played this game before, and I've been the one to lose every time. I'd like to say I'm a good sport, but there's only so many hits you can take before it starts getting personal, and I'm afraid my jagged edges are sharpening in preparation. I can't let you be another meteorite I strain every muscle to push to the top of the hill only to fall back in the same bloody crater. You have to understand; where you see fate in the stars, glinting just for you, all I can see is apocalypse.
(28 August 2023, 3:26 am)
#original work#creative nonfiction#prose poetry#peach writes#listen i know this is. i know this is different from what i normally post. i know that#but just listen. listen. i normally post my poetry online on my personal instagram acc#but that account is followed by family and friends including the people i am describing. and i know they read my shit#as we all know i love anonymity in stupid insane ways in my personal life so here. have some raw feelings im sharing with strangers#and you may be asking. why post this at all? . well that's easy silly it's because i genuinely think it rocks and rolls#i can separate my feelings from my art im normal about it
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to you (unfinished, off the top of my head) x Fall Out Boy lyrics
in order: (Coffee’s For Closers), Sugar, We’re Going Down, CFC, Thriller, Miss Missing You, w.a.m.s., I Am My Own Muse, w.a.m.s., Favorite Record, CFC
#i know several of these preceded to you unfinished and i also know that several are Not directly from that post#HOWEVER#every time i hear that line in muse i think of it and i am constantly thinking about this specific piece of pete’s poetry echoing#forward and backward throughout their history#i didn’t include saturday bc pete already did. and also i needed sugar in there i think about that SO much#lie on the grass next to the mausoleum // fell asleep on the grass in the summer fest days… WAUGH#also there’s some pretty easy ties to west coast smoker and XO if you wanted to go there but i kinda didn’t#bc that’s the one section that wouldn’t quite fit properly in the layout of this#but ‘’ Wake up on the west coast inside a flask’’ // west coast smoker#and ‘’ The good books in the drawer next to the bed you pissed in’’ // XO chorus#idk i just think about all the parallels A Lot idk if i like the way this turned out or how i cropped everything but like. yeah#it’s 1am this is what i’ve got#Lu rambles#music#fob#fall out boy#pete wentz#web weaving#lyric comps#kinda???
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I always feel that I'm being taken for granted by my loved ones, but the real problem is that I allow them to do so, I've ruined things for myself, I am easily approachable and accessible, that's why I get treated this way. I always thought being there for others is a nice thing but in reality it sucks, you lose your value in that process, i wish to not to be taken for granted for actually caring for my loved ones and being easy only for them, someday someone might actually understand me and take me seriously and not some kind of joke. I just wish to be treated right and not for granted
#desi tumblr#desiblr#spotify#desi shit posting#rant#desi things#desi academia#poetry#indian tumblr#deep thoughts#stop taking me for granted#for granted#love#easy person#treat others how you want to be treated#treated badly#deserves better#pray for me#i hope#11:11#i want to be loved
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I believe that suffering is part of the narrative, and that nothing really good gets built when everything's easy. I believe that loss and emptiness and confusion often give way to new fullness and wisdom. Shauna Niequist
#I believe that suffering is part of the narrative#and that nothing really good gets built when everything's easy. I believe that loss and emptiness and confusion often give way to new fulln#Shauna Niequist#motivation#quotes#poetry#literature#relationship quotes#writing#original#words#love#relationship#thoughts#lit#prose#spilled ink#inspiring quotes#life quotes#quoteoftheday#love quotes#poem#aesthetic#spilled thoughts#relatable quotes#reading#art#romance quotes#shakespeare
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#ottessa moshfegh#Eileen#poetry#spilled poetry#poetic#spilled words#emotional words#beautiful words#words#words words words#aesthetic#literature#literature academia#english literature#literary quotes#simplicity#love life#easy living#beautiful#books and reading#books#excerpts#art of writing#writings#writers and poets#academia moodboard#soft academia#classic academia#academia#quotes
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Barbara Kingsolver, from "How to Drink Water When There Is Wine," in How to Fly (In Ten Thousand Easy Lessons)
#barbara kingsolver#how to fly (in ten thousand easy lessons)#typography#literature#lit#poetry#.ttf#starting how to fly !!!! <3
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Haven’t seen anyone point out that Miles Bron is so stupid he hid the envelope behind a painting IN A ROOM WITH GLASS WALLS
#knives out#glass onion#glass onion spoilers#benoit blanc#The sheer POETRY of him thinking he’s doing something clever from a spy movie when if you look at it from any other direction#its bafflingly easy to spot
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love letter 💌.
some days feel like standing on the edge of a cliff,
yes, the wind is in my hair,
and yes the view is enough to snatch my breath away,
but all i can do is look down, and wonder how long it would take to fall.
however, where there is a cliff, there is also someone pulling me back.
i don’t believe in soulmates anymore
but someone important once mentioned how everything in the universe was once space dust,
i think that our space dust always floated together.
and even if this is the only universe in which that is so,
i am glad for this one.
i am glad you exist in my life.
i may be able to count you all on my fingers,
but who judges a sunset for only happening once a day?
thank you. i love you. and i needn’t add any tags or any assurances that this is “only platonic”.
who ever said that platonic wasn’t enough?
xx
#stop this cld possibly be so cringy#but like whatever#it's so easy to write about negative feelings#like i realised that whilst writing this#bc i wanted to say SO MUCH but didn't know how to put it down properly#anyway enjoy <3#saanvi writes#poetry#spilled words#creative writing#ineff-ability#lit#literature#spilled thoughts#writing#poems#spilled poetry#spilled ink#poets on tumblr#writeblr
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No thing defines a man like love that makes him soft and sentimental like a stranger in the park... for a few moments, I see you Strawberry Wine - Noah Kahan
#love#music#aesthetic#photography#tumblr asthetic#poetry#phrase#be calm#light academia#relationship#relaxing collection#noah kahan#strawberry wine#noah kahan lyrics#dark academia aesthetic#colors#pinterest#soft aesthetic#aestethic#moodboard#stick season#my type of men#love can be easy#love can be hard#love is fast asleep#spring#spring flowers#wildflowers#flowers#springtime
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