#lady poet

[two-bees-poetry]

so soft it hurts

[liveandbreathemusicals]

Gay people will be like “this is my comfort show!” And then show you the most emotionally devastating, stress-inducing, tragic piece of media you have ever witnessed

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

Sylvia Plath in Paris, 1956

[jakegyllenbaalz]

random film title cards

[melatonoia]

You know the film is good when it made you go question about yourself as a person

[succulentsiren]

As the legend tells, never believe men’s words, watch their actions and you will know everything.

Men will swear up and down that they won’t participate in ‘simp’ behavior yet the moment they find the girl they adore, all that goes out the window and they become natural providers and protecters who will willingly dote on and adore their partner. It’s literally in a their nature to be providers and care for women. It makes no difference how much they reject it or disown it in speech, it is the natural role they’ll eventually take.

[trickstersaint]

in which you are seven years old and trying to dislodge the chunk of apple in your throat // october 22 2023

[kaytheday]

There is something so lonely about having found family as your favorite\comfort trope. Like absolutely, I love that these characters found each other and that they are happy in their group. But there is also that lonely child deep in my soul that wishes that it was me. The piece of me that yearns for what they have, for a family outside of blood that loves you unconditionally and you can get up to shenanigans with. Every time I read about it as a kid, I was so jealous, because as much as you can read about it, you can never live it. You can never take the place of these characters that have a group of people that they can depend on and that love them. That was something I always wanted. Still, there is something so lonely and childish about longing to be apart of something like that. I spent my childhood years consuming media with the 'found family' to fill that lonely void within me.

Now here I am, all these years later, still consuming media with 'found family' to appease that lonely little girl inside of me who told herself stories just to fall asleep at night.

[vintagelvrs]

The Art of Cinema

[theladwhoisweird]

Do you think you're still my mother in another universe?

...hope not.

[two-bees-poetry]

my voice is in my sword

[nymphpens]

Macbeth:

[interwovenwordsmith]

Poem about the Higher Beings of Hallownest. (Yes, I made up my mind.) Oddly, this was rather challenging to write. Because some of the Gods' lore is just lacking, and rhyming can be simply stubborn at times. Nevertheless, I tried, and I'm somewhat proud of this. I wasn't planning to write anything today, but music changed my mind, and I was painfully bored.

[definegodliness]

19-12-2024

Excerpt. Complete poem under the cut.

Luck

I left The Lady Somewhere in Elementary, Staring at a patch of unkempt green strip That could be a forest. And then it wasn't. I remember the Disenchantment; worlds, defined And compartmentalized, bite-sized, then, Blurred together in a great mist. I missed A lifetime of magic happening day by day, Trying to find a hiding place; Chasing, Chasing to be Above the fog, Until all was lost. Yet, therein — without Anything — the magic returned, and worlds Came flooding in, vastly beautiful. I remembered The Lady, and why She left me. I sought her. She, Her forgiveness, and her mercy. But that smile, that all-enchanting Sparkling, to this day, has still eluded me. At times I am tempted to chase her, But then I see the fog Rolling in. So, I keep Where I can see; Where magic happens day by day, And I enjoy the scenery, though, secretly While I am waiting for a Christmas miracle, Or any kind of miracle, on any kind of day, Knowing fortune might nevermore grace me, But wishing that She may… That it may.

--- 19-12-2024, M.A. Tempels ©

[wasco]

maybe my friends can be the great loves of my life

seven - Taylor Swift // Dead Poets Society (dir. Peter Weir) // A Little Life - Hanya Yanigahara // Lady Bird (dir. Greta Gerwig // The Orange - Wendy Cope // Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (dir. John Hughes) // The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Stephen Chbosky // dedication on a bench // The Miseducation of Cameron Post (dir. Desiree Akhavan) // dorothea - Taylor Swift // Close (dir. Lukas Dhont) // Frances Ha (written by Noah Baumbach, Greta Gerwig) // The Perks of Being a Wallflower (dir. Stephen Chbosky) // The Long and Short of It - Richard Siken // The Goldfinch (dir. John Crowley) // Graceland Too - Phoebe Bridgers

[canigohomenoow]

“Lady Stardust sang his songs Of darkness and disgrace,”

Lady Stardust- David Bowie

Tonya - The Cadence of Part time Poets by motswolo