#poems about the sky

[maryhall]

lavenders in the night sky

Purple stars flicker 

in a navy sky.

They form lavenders

petals huddled together

as if around a campfire.

As if unwilling to drift apart

and lose eachother

in the great, dark sky.

[fictionadventurer]

I run beneath the winter's icy skies while taking care to note the lovely scene so often it becomes a common sight and has no more enchantment for my eyes. Wrapped up within the veils of dull routine, to heaven's joy's I've given up the right. Yet when it seems my inattention bars my eyes from noting miracles unseen I stop to take a glimpse into the night and lose my breath to find the stars So bright

[mayasaura]

thinking about that quote that's like "oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued" wrt the kiriona & phyrra & nona thing; kiriona wants so badly for someone to save her, so she lashes out at phyrra and nona when they're not the people she wanted to show up

I think. It might be worse. Because yes, she wanted Harrow to save her from her tower, and she HATES that she got Nona instead, but also. She's been wanting so badly for someone to save her for such a long time and

Pyrrha kind of is who she wanted to show up. She's just twenty years too late.

[ominous-mist]

And now there are stars around my scars,

You know the name of each one;

They were your design after all.

Yet the wounds open,

Until the cosmos drips-

Ripping and burning,

Scarlet, heavy and slick,

Utterly unstoppable.

For it isn't the lack of air that kills us,

When we venture toward the great void,

But the brutal, unending truth;

That floods out and out,

'Til the stars flow into my veins,

And ensure suffering eternal

Under your eyes.

(Pic from Pinterest)

[starsstardust]

About Love from the last 5 books I read

Amanda Lovelace, the princess saves herself in this one // Trista Mateer, Aphrodite Made Me Do It // Ocean Vuong, Night Sky with Exit Wounds // Phoenicia Rogerson, Herc // Ada Limon, Bright Dead Things

[ilkkawhat]

was literally about to post a gifset, and said "you know what this needs? more purple" and i've never felt more self aware

[queerstudiesnatural]

the sky was still blue, @queerstudiesnatural // safet zec // morning sun, edward hopper // funeral blues, w. h. auden // free, florence + the machine // what used to be mine, @loserchildhotpants // 3x04 aperitivo, hannibal // du vent dans mes mollets (2012), carine tardieu

[jentlemahae]

u have to be a terrible person to hate mark actually

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Viktor Zaretsky. Glowing Sky. 1988

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The Trees Delete Themselves Inside a Fog-Sphere

BY FRANCIS PONGE

TRANSLATED BY KAREN VOLKMAN

In the fog which surrounds the trees, the leaves are stripped—leaves defaced already by slow oxidation, deadened by the sap's out-seeping for flowers' and fruits' gain, since the harsh heats of August made of them a less.

In the bark, vertical furrows crease and slit where dampness drains to the earth's base, indifferent to the living citizens of the trunk.

Flowers scattered, fruit conferred. Since youth, this relinquishing of breathing attributes and body parts has become for the trees a standard practice.

[candy-colored-misery]

i look up into the sky no moon, just stars and i think about how i wish you were here to see it with me i wish you were here tonight

[thewinedarksea]

we went to iceland! (pt 2, colorful version)

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Stars

-

The breeze stings my skin,

But I move determined.

Tilt my head towards the sun,

So I can return my gaze to the darkness.

Anything to have my vision sparkling

With the echoes of you.

x

[iteration-penumbra]

“What did this player dream?

This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter.

Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works.”

- Julian Gough

[froggowivdagudvibes]

Poem wip cuz i lost motivation halfway thrpugh and now im eepy

[blood-injections]

I fucking love the desert I haven't been there in years but between constant danger days thoughts and falling in love with it back when I've visited family there i can just zone out and feel like im standing there im so fucking like spiritually connected to it.

[adelha-mathilde]

Falling In Love With You

Falling in love with you made me live again.

Before I met you, I was able to move and hear and speak. I thought and acted and made both good and bad choices.

But that isn't really living, is it?

There's a vast difference between existing and truly being alive.

Then I fell into your orbit. Like falling from bitter winter snow up into summer sunshine that banished the cold in a breath.

Sometimes watching you smile and look at me hurts my eyes. There's so much color and warmth in you. So when you get sad and grieve, I want to pour all that bright joy and love back into you.

Your words and laughter is music to my soul. Such renews my love for music and gives my heart the want to sing. So when you whisper your fears and grief out, I would sing you warm melodies of love and acceptance.

Taking your hand and holding you close is my home. My sacred place of belonging reminds me of my childhood, sitting before the church stained glass windows. At times I wish we could live in the moment of cuddling close and holding hands as we walk. So when you flinch away due to pain or doubt, I would envelope all of you into me and never let go.

Our Sovereign Lord blessed us with each other. For us to find each other and walk towards a promising tomorrow. Hand in hand and hearts open. We may not ever be able to see the light in ourselves that Christ gave us. Yet we so easily see that burning candle's brilliance in each other. I believe that was ordained.