#writersandpoets

[crmsnmth]

One Last Job

Another jaded anarchist it seems as we get older, the idea of revelation is too much work. What with juggling the jobs and the marriage the kids and mortgage There's just no time to fill glass with gas Those old stupid bandanas are left where we all used to meet up

There's no more conversations on Marx and Lenin the philosophy just up and died one day We all slipped into the fringes And I found myself here, in nihilism because not caring is the best for someone like me

I wanted to throw a brick through a Starbucks Re-enact those old Seattle nights And when the cops surround us I'll be the distraction and everyone else can run I've got nothing to lose anyway Bail down the alley I'll see you in the morning

[sevyn-stars]

I turn up the volume of my inner monologue hoping it reaches an outstretched ear, praying it doesn’t get washed away in a sea of thoughts.

[alanaeen]

"Call me at night" let me know you crave me, search for me in the whispers of the darkness of Earth, let me see your amount of love.

[suryodita20]

Date someone who will make you laugh even if it’s 2:30 am and you’re lying in bed, crying because you sat there and overthought

[farfromjustwords]

lets check out this beautiful country and its endowing attributes

[thepurplepoesy]

Had to gasp

When the heat got uncontrollable

On the touch of a divine sensation

Where body melts into a reverie

And is taken aback by sublimation

[ashley-oshay]

Walt Whitman is a poet who I have such respect for. In the poem this is from, “Song of Myself” 1855 edition, he declares with no apprehension or guilt that he is proud to be himself. Not only this, but he declares himself has simply human, and a part of all humanity, nature, and the universe itself, never to be othered by anything.

I understand this may seem simple, but it takes significant strength of the mind to do this. As many say, your worst critic tends to be yourself. These critiques upon the self tend to get in the way of pride and self love, and can bring you down enough to believe you’re simply lesser than the rest of society.

With this account (and my many other accounts found through my Linktree), I hope to get all of those critiques out through my art as Walt Whitman did himself to one day as be as strong as him. And through effort, art, and reflection, all shall get there.

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[thecharredmother]

Does this happen to anyone else? 😂 #fyp #foryoupage #booktok #thecharredmother #writtenbywomen #writersofinstagram #originalstory #foodstagram #foodtok #writingcommunity #writersandpoets #writersoftiktok #writersoflemon8 #writersoftumblr

[thepixiewitch]

'Wytch-Blood: The Afflicted'

[A Short Story] 🩸🧛‍♂️🖤

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[edwardastormwrites]

#thelight #writerscommunity #writersofinsta #writersandpoets #writersofinstagrampoetry #writersofinstagam #readpoetry #poetry #freeverse #writerswarmth #deadhead #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsofinsta

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[sevyn-stars]

The moon dyes their skin a colour only I can see. The beautiful, silky silver caresses their skin as I breathe in their essence.

[unikornamo]

#sporadic #writersandpoets

[suryodita20]

Date someone who will wake up at 4 am just to listen to you talk about a bad dream you just had

[abrighterspark]

#SPARKSINSEPTEMBER PROMPTS

we're back for year three of these september prompts!

heaps of you have been sharing last year's prompts this month, so i felt like i should also post the official 2022 list if you want a new selection to try. use your imagination to interpret these as loosely or literally as you like, and don't forget to tag me / use #sparksinseptember so i can read your words!

ice cream, melting

(nothing) especially interesting

exercised caution

double take

an excuse for a night out

80s jams in the underground

favourite singers

love in the laneways

georgia boy

coffee is always a good idea

blue stained glass

victorian gothic

amber glass bottles

transport tales

mind the gap

where we're walking

the skim of wings

the feeling of familiar

oxymoron

the colour of coconut

disconnect to reconnect

street art

under offer > sold > for sale

the last time i saw you

reconcile

internal monologue

the scent of jazz

side glance

repair, rewear

first times

check out the 2021 prompt list HERE. or, try the original 2020 prompts HERE.

[thepurplepoesy]

Sheer plethora of sanity

Sits STILL, inside me 

But I choose to chase chaos

Despite of it all.

[poetryheart]

So many people,

yet I'm alone

Heart of the city,

Silence is all I hear

Crowded classroom,

middle of the desert,

What's the difference?

-Nikki A