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warpnweft · 7 months ago
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night mare
i'm on the fence watching shadows lengthen from the falling sun and i wonder if night is coming and i know the answer but i loved the day
why run? we could never catch the sun a night mare will carry us to the dawn but in the headlong flight we will grow blind to ourselves, the flesh and the breath and learn our whispers become the wind
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chestersbraincell · 7 months ago
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Glass figurine
Is it friendship if we do the things friends do,
Is it friendship even if I refuse to call it so?
Are the walls I’ve build no walls at all
No matter how I’ve toiled and severed,
And grinded up my heart into dust to
mix into cement
it was crushed into sand
And burnt into the most brittle glass.
Stupidly brittle glass, that you peered through
and perceived me.
And opened this Pandora’s box
But what if I’m cursed?
Cursed to loop and circle
The same cursed song on repeat?
What if the twisted mirror my mother is
Is made of the same glass that i am?
What if my father’s brittle glass
I try so hard not to break,
And then walk around like eggshells,
Is also mine to bear?
No, to impose on everyone else?
What if, like glass, my very nature is to break?
I’m scared you’ll shatter me, because you will.
No matter how careful you are, glass gets dropped eventually.
And when you bend down to collect the shards,
It cuts your fingers before you can even decide,
Whether to toss the remains
Or to melt and mold it into tempered glass.
So will you watch, will you play with the figurine,
Who’s battery burns with every recharge,
slowly withering away?
Will you stand by a flickering flame knowing
Knowing it’s bound to burn out?
Or is the pit growing in my stomach
Instead a seed, growing the faintest of hope
Hope that this glass can be tempered
Tempered enough to withstand itself
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wh1rlpoolworld · 1 year ago
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experimenting with shorter work <3
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maribellablack · 2 years ago
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And my mind is occupied with the most beautiful memories of you,
Everything here reminds me of you,
Your love has turned me into a woman who can't properly judge your wicked actions towards me anymore,
You conquered my thoughts and without a shame you keep living in them,
Every day and every night,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second,
And even more frequently than that...
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• Flash poem by Maribella Black
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angelkwill · 8 months ago
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Breathe
Be in the now.
Flow single-minded.
Live the abundant life. -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by ROMAN ODINTSOV from Pexels Be Peace. Flow Love. Life Joy.Check out the bookstore; check out the art store
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okwaits · 2 years ago
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quarantine dreams
A rogue virus causes geese to grow fangs.
A man purchases mercy for 7.99 plus s&h.
The beasts are miles away, but the windows still rattle when they cross through the woods.
The lost boys have been found, but by the wrong people. It’s not going well.
Soon, tulips will only be a distant memory your grandchildren hear about.
The veil has been torn, but that don’t mean you can eat lucky charms for dinner.
-ok waits
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bet-on-me-13 · 9 months ago
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Danny has to work off his Sentence
So! Danny isn't the King of the Infinite Realms. And he is not above the Law.
Sure, he has many friends in high places, and he did defeat the King in single combat, but that doesn't mean he is above the Law in the way The King would be.
And unfortunately for him, Walkers Laws do actually have some backing.
Not all of them. Some are just laws he placed over his Lair and surrounding Territory, which he is really nitpicky about, but the Big ones he touts are the Laws of the entire Zone set by the First King. Don't Tresspass on Lairs without an official challenge, don't End a Realms Being without permission, Don't bring Humans into the Zone without permission, etc.
And Danny has broken quite a few of them, meaning Walker is entirely in his rights to put him away for a few Thousand Years. Thankfully, there is an alternative.
Since Danny wasn't wanted for any major crimes, Walker offered a different path for him. Danny was still one of the Strongest Ghosts in the Zone, and as the Portal was technically his Grave he had full authority to use it however he liked, so if he ran a couple of errands for Walker, he could consider his Sentence served.
All he has to do was round up a few of the Trouble Makers that had escaped his grasp by virtue of being in the Living Realm, and he would forgive his previous crimes.
So, Danny took him up on the offer. It was better than being constantly hounded by Walkers Guards. The fact that he could beat them easily was moot, it was extremely annoying and he wanted it to stop.
So he was given his First list of targets, and went on his way.
Ra's "The Demons Head" Al Ghul, for Tresspassing on Ghost Zone Waste Dumping Grounds
Solomon Grundy, for continued use of copyrighted poem, requested by copyright holder post mortem
Vandal Savage, for failure to notify the proper authorities about his absence on the day of his intended death
Jack "The Joker" Napier, Special Request by 1000+ Ghosts for purposes of Vengeance, Torture, and general Catharsis.
...interesting list...maybe he should have this through a bit more...
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whichcouldmeanothing · 5 months ago
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THE YELLOWJACKETS + The Great Witches Worlds Beyond Number Campaign 1: The Wizard, The Witch, and the Wild One created by Brennan Lee Mulligan and Erika Ishii
Our coven was formed on the foundation of our opposing truths being brought together to bridge the world between humans and spirit. To address the vastness of the forces of our world, and acknowledge that the faces of truth are many, their wild differences still possible to bridge.
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two-bees-poetry · 3 months ago
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catch us the foxes (medea and jason, at the beginning)
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warpnweft · 2 years ago
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metroponics
most people are metroponically grown rootless, the root of our exploitation of self, of earth, of spirit.
befriend soil and then tell me the ways you will commit injustice.
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emziess · 7 months 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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delphines · 5 months ago
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"Eurydice" — Carol Ann Duffy
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angelkwill · 2 years ago
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It all starts within
Look within;changing oneselfcan be a needed catalystfor those around you. -akw- ___©2024 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Pixabay from PexelsLive Inspired, Love Well, Laugh OftenCheck out the bookstore; check out the art store
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pinofdnp · 8 months ago
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this happens all the time
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agirlnamedbone · 1 year ago
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Duffie Taylor (South, 2019)
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graphic--horde · 1 year ago
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End poem blinkies
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