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poppiesandpromises · 12 hours
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Can I summon the strength to stow the clothes?
I've been surviving, you know how that goes
Dragging my corpse across the finish line
But the weekend is here & I'll be just fine
Watch me rise, watch me shower, watch me fold
Watch me cradle the day as it gets old
Counting the minutes and watching the bees
Laying on the grass here beneath these trees
I become a person, unclench my jaw
Pull the thorn from my soft and wounded paw
Gathering flowers now beneath the sun
Hey I still remember how to have fun!
Store all these moments to shore up my smile
These delicious hours in which I while
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poppiesandpromises · 12 hours
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& if you look up
Long enough you're bound to find
A sky worth chasing
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poppiesandpromises · 2 days
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poppiesandpromises · 3 days
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I yearned to be a window framing sun
A place to welcome night when day was done
To listen to the rain, to watch the stars
& plan imaginary trips to mars
Or maybe a sofa, cozy and warm
To wrap up in softness during the storm
A place to lay my weary bones at night
Bathed in the late night bright tv light
Could've been a fire to warm up the room
Crackling with glee, banishing the gloom
I'd glow through the winter, dispelling fear
If you needed comfort I'd be right here
But truly you'll find me with the sheep
I'm simply a bed that's empty of sleep
Thanks for the tag @allnightsong2
& @the-hollow-quiet
Where would I find you in a house?
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poppiesandpromises · 3 days
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You have handled yourself with such grace and beauty. I applaud you. 🩵
thanks so much anon! I appreciate you! :)
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poppiesandpromises · 3 days
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I get that you're mad. A lot of us are horrified by what's happening in Palestine but that's not the only thing that is happening in the world. I've never once implied that no one should care about Palestine. i think everyone should care about it. But you are truly missing the point and at this point I'm not sure that it's not intentional. Who's to say that someone slaughtered in Palestine, or in the Mexican drug war or the conflict in Congo didn't have insight we will never hear? Who's to say that an unhoused person could have added something beautiful and true we'll never experience? This isn't about passivity, it's about acknowledging that some things are horrifically factual.
I sometimes think our
World's greatest voices are those
That we'll never hear
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poppiesandpromises · 4 days
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I sometimes think our
World's greatest voices are those
That we'll never hear
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poppiesandpromises · 5 days
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This thin light languishes
Against my stoneware soul
I am splintered in desert soil
Cracking, cracked, quaking—
Someone make it stop, I am
Imprisoned in this spinning world
Long ago I lost my fear of death
These days I find
I am terrified of life
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poppiesandpromises · 6 days
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Silver pink sutures spell sweetest relief
Agony abating, a break from grief
Shadowed heaven, a welcome embrace
A breeze that blows kisses upon my face
The mercury plummets but I stay warm
Finding a break in a violent storm
I'm not outwitted, I know it can't stay
I'll wrap myself up in this lovely day
The laundry is burbling, soon it will gleam
Paradise becomes a tide-scented dream
My body moves easily, nary an ache
& this simple joy I will not forsake
I am a cloud in this endless gray sky
I am so happy I can't help but sigh
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poppiesandpromises · 7 days
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Oh flay me, filet
Muscle memory aching
Razor sharp inside
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poppiesandpromises · 9 days
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A world that opens
Underneath the sun, the way
Flowers know to bloom
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poppiesandpromises · 10 days
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poppiesandpromises · 11 days
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The soft warm water
Presses into ragged flesh
Kisses on the wounds
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poppiesandpromises · 13 days
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poppiesandpromises · 13 days
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Then you realize things like
Backyard grass makes for
Perfect picnics and the
Bumblebees can be
The best of friends
& the mockingbird
Is a mixtape
Of your favorite songs
The lilac lingers with
Potent purple perfume
& she will remember
Even if you forget
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poppiesandpromises · 13 days
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She may be going to hell of course, but at least she isn't standing still.
e.e. cummings
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