#handwritten poetry
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reinhardtpoetry · 4 months ago
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Was I the only one with a secret rock collection as a child? Hmmm...
I still smirk thinking of how thrilling it was as an innocent and young boy, to have added those unique, earth-tinted and jagged pebbles to my secret rock collection
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eggwhiteswithspinach · 2 years ago
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handwritten
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aliyyaharte · 1 year ago
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errollfzc · 2 years ago
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RESTLESS/A YEARNING SONG
maybe it could all be so simple?
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containmenot · 2 years ago
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Off/Spring
At birth--
A commodity
shaped by parental pride.
A adulthood--
Abandoned
for less weighty, material
possessions.
(Poem by me; Photo by Collin on Unsplash)
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honeyandknifepoetry · 2 years ago
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by honeyandknife
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pavanisingh · 2 years ago
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untitled :: kyra chiller
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eldritch-queern-magicat · 7 months ago
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My source of creativity has started flowing again. I've been writing poetry sporadically since October, but since Saturday, it's really kicked into gear. You know how good that feels? Like an aloe plant at the brink of being too dry (one of my favorite houseplants) for even it to survive. And then at nearly the last second, something comes along to bring it back and revive it.
And now I just can't stop writing. I love my four lines each to four stanzas, but I also love the structure of sonnets. Since I love them equally, I decided to combine them and have my own style. My style is meant to challenge me some, so I'm still working on making it more me.
Let's see... There's several I've posted I could choose to share. So which one?
Ah, this one! Because it relates the struggle of being unable to create any form of art.
I enjoy taking pictures of my poems, and then I'll add the poem typed up in the description. The whole thing is that handwriting my poetry helps the process of expressing what I want to.
-Sterling 🎉😺
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rusty25 · 8 months ago
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yanchiswrittenvoice · 9 months ago
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I went to an Artist Social yesterday at Hayday Coffee in Atlantic City, New Jersey. Despite it being very loud, I met some cool people and got to create some stuff while I was there. I hope to be back again for more events in the future 😊❤️
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killerolives · 1 year ago
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outragedtortilla · 1 year ago
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handwritten poem - extreme
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grouchydairy · 1 year ago
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5pm: the day rests, time pauses, resumes slow play. my dinner is mindful, filling every crevice, noting the gentle beauty in every passing moment.
#poetry
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year ago
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Virginia Woolf’s Handwritten Suicide Note: A Painful and Poignant Farewell (1941)
[Dearest,
I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that – everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer.
I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.]
Her suicide note, written to her husband Leonard, is a haunting and beautiful document, in all its unadorned sincerity behind which much turmoil and anguish lie. you can hear a dramatic reading of Woolf’s note, such a wrenching missive because it is not a farewell to the world at large, but rather to a trusted friend and lover.
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errollfzc · 2 years ago
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just
a constant
work in progress
/// drafts on instant film
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containmenot · 2 years ago
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Us
Boundaries reformed
into the new norm.
Our edges not the same
so
Our pieces we reframe
the puzzle of us--
drifted and out of place
we
find our way back
shifted and rearranged.
(Poem by me; Photo by Malena Gonzalez Serena on Unsplash)
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