#poem for the idiots

[crowleys-hips]

GOetry thing for this week. it's based on this artwork: Pièta by @theonevoice i hope it stabs you 🖤

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tell me if you wanna get added or removed :)

[lucidloving]

Mahmoud Darwish // E.M. Forster, The Life to Come and Other Stories // People You Know—Selena Gomez // @lucidloving // Hishaam Siddiqi, "Where did you go?"

[metamorphesque]

to the person in the bell jar...

Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath’ / Vilhelm Hammershøi / Nicole Krauss, from ‘The History of Love’ / Ramon Casas / Joy Harjo, from ‘Speaking Tree’ / D S (saatchiart) / Fyodor Dostoevsky, from ‘The Idiot’ / Aleardo Terzi / Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Bell Jar’

[urghblergh]

Late Night Reading 🌌✨

Cringe 2010s Galaxy Print Version 😄

[evol-astraea]

Riveder le stelle.

Inspired by Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto XXXIV, line 139.

[whaliiwatching]

haunts the punk rocker with gay thoughts

prompt: dream

[itsmissdoll]

"My guardian, yes

Though no angel, he

Should I find myself

In dire need

I know with certainty

That my demonic guardian

Shall always rescue me."

-Miss Doll

Thank you, @lickthecowhappy. Your wonderful writing inspired me to write a poem and try some new art styles, as well. I love this fandom!

[lickthecowhappy]

"In The"

GOetry club prompt

Form: Blackout Poetry Source: The Illustrated Good Omens - Page 1

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It was a nice big one. The angel of the Eastern Gate went down on the serpent. 'Oh Yes,' said the serpent. 'It must be bad,' reasoned Aziraphale 'hey,' said the serpent, 'you're actually good.' 'You've got to admit it's a bit long' said Aziraphale.

I apologize for nothing.

This poem is also available on AO3.

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@isiaiowin @goodomensafterdark tagging @crowleys-bentley-and-plants for old time's sake

[wizardcas]

destiel day today feels a bit like 2 headed calf poem to me. tomorrow when we find out the results their image will be wrapped up in new words and carried off in the reblogs. but tonight they are unaware and maybe even happy together here. there are twice as many i love yous as usual

[ultravioletbrit]

“poetry” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 288 words

 

It’s the end of the school day and Regulus has just made it to his locker. He enters his combination and as soon as he opens it, a folded piece of paper falls to the floor. He bends down to pick it up and when he unfolds it, his jaw drops at what he sees.

~

Roses are red, your eyes are blue,

You make me see things as if they’re brand new.

I can’t think straight when you’re around,

Your laughter is my favorite sound.

And I know you think I’m an idiot,

But I think you’re magnificent.

So even though I’m really bad at poetry,

Will you still go out with me?

~

It’s not signed, but there’s only one idiot who would have slipped this in his locker. He schools his features before he looks around, and just as he thought, James is lurking at the other end of the hall.

Regulus raises an eyebrow at James and James purses his lips and shrugs back at him. Regulus rolls his eyes fondly and looks back down at the poem.

It is simultaneously the best and worst poem he has ever read and he smiles to himself as he tucks it between the pages of one of his books. He rips off a piece of notebook paper, scribbles something down and folds it in half. He gathers his things and makes his way to the end of the hall. He barely slows down as he drops the piece of paper in James’ hand and keeps walking without saying a word.

——————

James’ hands are shaking as he opens the piece of paper Regulus gave him.

~

Your poem was shit, that much is true,

But yes, I’ll still go out with you.

~

[sentientsky]

“Belovéd,” Yves Olade

[crowleys-hips]

a little Bite of an old one by yours truly

heyy how you doing

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if you wanna get added or removed let me knoww

[himemeiya]

We're best friends... Aren't we? [x]

[llovelymoonn]

june gehriner earth is an anagram for heart, u fucking idiots

kofi

[caligarish]

The Choice by Nikolay Gumilev (transl. by Evgenia Sarkisyants) // The Terror, 2018

[notbecauseofvictories]

inexplicably sad about the loathly lady. I just can't imagine being brave enough to ask anyone whether they would prefer you be attractive in the sight of their friends, or attractive when they fuck you. that those are the only two options. I can't stop thinking about how there are many other answers to that question, and almost all of them are wrong.