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haveyoureadthispoem-poll · 7 months ago
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"Lord, I confess I want the clarity of catastrophe but not the catastrophe."
Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!
The Atlantic
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aroace-musings · 29 days ago
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Here's a poem a wrote.
What is a squish?
A squish is a platonic crush. It's when you get to know someone and have an intense desire to become friends with them. The aro and ace communities commonly use this term.
Note: I got the illustration of the two palm trees and sun from the Canva database.
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elikalkenswrites · 2 months ago
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A book of poetry and short stories full of heartache, queerness, pain, and suffering
I have a link to my Instagram in my bio with some other works on it and I’m working on my website
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thegirlhoodtheory · 6 months ago
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st. winston of the jugular, 4/7/24
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altruists-reverie · 9 months ago
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Wind From a Wanderer's Skull
My poetry collection, Wind From a Wanderer's Skull, is available for purchase on Amazon in paperback and digital editions! It is a compilation of my best works thus far, and I am happy to share it with the world.
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If you would like to support a humble indie poet, by all means, please take a look! Your attention and readership will go a long way; this is my first step toward establishing a presence as an author. And as always: Thank you. I would not have been able to do this without the support I have received thus far.
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justcallmepoet · 1 month ago
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An older poem from last year. But a new background. Being near or on water brings me peace. This poem is a reflection of that.
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therobertisaac · 4 months ago
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Isolation is
what’s needed if you want to
accomplish great things.
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poetrydarling · 2 months ago
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sweet tooth
my name is honey
dripping from your tongue
down my throat
warm flowing through my veins
engulfing me in sweetness
the foreign flavor shocking
my taste buds only knew
bitter and sour
never have they enjoyed such a vibrant flavor 
before
the market shelves were only lined with
bumps and bruises
acids and spices
that burn and scrape against organs
bubbling up
suffocating
smothering
screaming
til i gave in
accepting the taste
until you came in
the new display
embodying sugar spice and everything nice
i grab a sample
hesitant
taking a bite
and i fall down
down
down
singing
soaring
smiling
i’m starting to think i have a sweet tooth
~ a. ana
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braodrickpatrick-1 · 6 months ago
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FORBIDDEN LOVE So, if loving you is forbidden then let me commit treason. Because loving you was everything I was missing before I met you. You see The world will try to tell you things about love. Yet none of those things compares to you. Nor can the definition of love compete against you. Nor can Aphrodite herself stand next to you. So, if loving you is forbidden then call me a forbidden lover. Because nothing compares to love and be loved by you.
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the-un-named-gallery · 4 months ago
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Sheets in Summer
I fall asleep quickly because
I want to escape
To run to dreams
And hopes
And could'ves
And should'ves
This world of unconscious
Possibility
But it isn't restful
It is exhausting
The distance overwhelms
(7.2.24)
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poetrysweetashoney · 5 months ago
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This was the first poem of mine to get published. I am really proud of it. It also makes me laugh, because the people that published it were completely unaware of the fact that it may or may not have been inspired by the season 2 finale of goodomens.
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rachelbracepoetry · 1 month ago
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Off With Her Head: A Poetry Collection
Poem 65: Midnight Thoughts (Sugar Work Castles)
You can find the full collection in order here: Off With Her Head
Or on my instagram @rachelbracepoetry
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ss-prose-poetry · 3 months ago
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SUPER EXCITING ANNOUNCEMENT
I have finally published about 24 poems, available through Kindle/Amazon right now as an ebook. Depending on interest, I may add a paperback version later with a better index.
I AM SO STOKED! Thank you for those who helped me reread poems a hundred or more times. Thank you for anyone who read any of my original poems or prose pieces on this blog. Please keep reading poetry always. 🫶
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trickstersaint · 2 years ago
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guilt, or; i imagine myself lady macbeth behind a confessional screen // january 23 2023
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thegirlhoodtheory · 7 months ago
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ode to 52 blue, 3/17/24
"The 52-hertz whale, colloquially referred to as 52 Blue, is an individual whale of unidentified species that calls at the unusual frequency of 52 hertz. This pitch is at a higher frequency than that of the other whale species with migration patterns most closely resembling the 52-hertz whale's... ts call has been detected regularly in many locations since the late 1980s and appears to be the only individual emitting a whale call at this frequency."
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keytaryourheart · 3 months ago
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july SAD musing ive decided to share here after reading @grahamkennedy’s august poem
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