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awesomehoggirl · 7 months
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this poem is a success story
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poetryorchard · 1 year
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Growing up, Studio Ghibli films were my greatest comfort and inspiration. If you are pondering how to appreciate small moments and romanticize life, it is my belief that Ghibli holds the answers! - Blossom 🍒
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thedarkmaidenn · 9 months
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Poetry Prompt: “the creatures I know”
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likeapear · 6 months
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Poetry Inspo: Cirilla
“Far from Love the Heavenly Father Leads the Chosen Child, Oftener through Realm of Briar Than the Meadow mild. Oftener by the Claw of Dragon Than the Hand of Friend Guides the Little One predestined To the Native Land.” - "Far from Love the Heavenly Father...", Emily Dickinson
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ishanispoems · 1 year
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Let’s play a slight guessing game. I’m having a moment with Bollywood songs in my poetry so let’s see if you can guess the movie by the GIFs. If you get it on the first GIF, 3 points, 2nd then 2 and if you get it on the last picture, then 1 point. Of course, if you couldn’t guess it all then you receive 0 points and you do not remove any points. At the end, I will tell you the answer. This is the first round of many.
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Last one people!
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This was hard! Did you get it?
It was Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham! Tally up your points and put them in the comment section! Watch out for hints of one of their songs… Suraj Hua Maddham in a upcoming poem. Talking about upcoming stuff, watch out for my new series, “Poetry Advice” that will be uploaded here! First episode- How to get inspo! Hope you all will watch it.
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strawberry---jam · 1 year
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i'm in the middle of multiple writing projects at the moment, and i don't see a finish line.
i'm just brainstorming at the moment, on pinterest to see what visuals strike my creativity.
these are the poetry collections i want to write:
-my dream home in the woods, the life my husband and i dream of
-a victorian christmas (cozy n nostalgic)
-a mother's day collection (for my mother in law)
-a sequel to the christian poetry i worked on in 2019
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stabbedpages · 1 year
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Most days I think I don't deserve love and most days I have learnt to be fine with it. Then there are some days when I'll stay awake a little too late at night or open Pinterest when I am alone at home or listen to a little too much of sad music in the shower and I will grieve for a love i'll never have.
I told my friend this once and she told me that I did deserve love, that I was so handsome and that I would find someone. But you see, I don't think I am unattractive, I think I'm a bad person. I don't think I won't find love, I think I don't deserve to.
I don't mean that I'm a bad person in the literal sense of the word. I love dogs and cats and most animals and I send pictures to my friends of the things I know they like and I am the first person who would show up if you had a show or a game and if you told me you were lonely, I'd send flowers and I like to think that I am the kind of person who would remember your favourite kind of chocolate and ice cream and your favourite flavour in lollipops.
I think I'm a bad person in the sense that my brain is wired in all the wrong ways. I think I'm a bad person in the sense that I was nothing before I was fucked up. I think I'm a bad person in the sense that my mother always called me a narcissist and I had taken several quizzes to check just in case she was right before I was even 12. I think I'm a bad person in the sense that I'm a bad person to fall for. I think I'm a bad person in the sense that I say a lot of things I don't mean just because I think you want me to. I think I'm a bad person in the sense that I could feed you the prettiest of poems without meaning a word.
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cucurbitophobia · 1 year
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10/31/22
Did some blackout poetry in school. Passage from Frankenstein
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frogwaltzes · 2 years
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original poetry
written May 31st, 2022
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aloneinarestaurant · 2 years
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lucidloving · 28 days
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Girlpool—Before the World Was Big // memorial bench quoting Toni Morrison's Sula // @inanotherunivrse // Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You // Zadie Smith, Swing Time // Fall Out Boy—The Kids Aren't Alright // Audrey Emmett // Mikko Harvey, "For M" // Mahmoud Darwish, Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi) // Langston Hughes, "Poem"
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pagesofjasmine · 8 months
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Me and books!
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thedarkmaidenn · 14 days
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Poetry Prompt: careless arms
I was indecisive while naming this poem. At first, I was going to title it “The Dark Maiden”. The Dark Maiden was coined by the late Shekhinah Mountainwater. In her book, Ariadnes Thread, she shares her idea of there being a fourth aspect to the triple Goddess. The fourth aspect being the Dark Maiden. The Bright Maiden waxes, the Mother is Full, the Dark Maiden wanes and the Crone goes dark. She mentions how every young woman enters adulthood as one of the two Maidens. The Bright Maiden is who we know the Maiden to be. She is fire, spring, eager to take on the world, fearless and she has a masculine way about her. The Dark Maiden is water, fall, careful, deeply emotional and she has a more feminine way about her. The Dark Maiden is the twisted feminine energy that takes a long time to heal. Her childhood was rough, she was placed in careless arms. So she enters her adulthood with many burdens that she must unpack all by herself. I am a Dark Maiden. A dark maiden on her journey to uncovering her bright self, because a bright maiden does exist within the spirit of every Dark Maiden. This poem reflects the making of a Dark Maiden.
I chose Of The Night because more people might be able to relate to such a title. There are many children of the night in this world, and this title seemed the most fitting.
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likeapear · 6 months
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Poetry Inspo: Geralt
To Dandelion
“Heart not so heavy as mine,
Wending late home,
As it passed my window
Whistled itself a tune, -
A careless snatch, a ballad,
A ditty of the street;
Yet to my irritated ear
An anodyne so sweet,
It was as if a bobolink,
Sauntering this way, Carolled and mused and carolled,
Then bubbled slow away.
It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a toilsome way
Set bleeding feet to minuets
Without the knowing why.
To-morrow, night will come again,
Weary, perhaps, and sore.
Ah, bugle, by my window,
I pray you stroll once more!” - "Heart not so heavy as mine...", Emily Dickinson
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saturdaysentiments · 2 years
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Resting On The Throne
Softness is often A threat when It doesn’t bow Down to immaturity All Rights Reserved ©️ 2022
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moonstoast · 2 years
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crush by richard siken // richard diebenkorn // richard diebenkorn // if there’s a way out i’ll take it by lora mathis
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