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mrsdallowayszoloft · 4 months

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slay babes. just keep slaying. @ mrsdallowayszoloft on ig. kenny boy.

#kendall roy #succession #brainrot #hehe #logan roy #trauma #meme #succession memes #poetry #poetry meme #slay #kenny #ouch #girlhood

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weepingcherrytree · 1 year

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Salty ocean breeze. Oh, how I long to be a maiden of the sea.

— aspen kae | @weepingcherrytree

#modern haiku #senryū #senryu #haikuoftheday #haiku on tumblr #haiku #haiku poetry #haiku poem #micropoetry #short poem #poets on tumblr #poets corner #poetry meme #poems and poetry #mermaid #merfolk #mermaid poem

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stefisdoingthings · 2 years

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are you having a bad day? just think that it would be interesting in a classic novel

#my new coping mechanism actually #like am i sad? seems inspirational #am i having a mental breakdown over someone? i do better than fictional characters #do i think i should push some of my favourite people away because they're lowkey making me feel bad? my life is so dramatic just like #a movie made in the 90s #coping mechanism #coping memes #dark academia memes #classic literature memes #poetry #poetry meme #are you having an existential crisis? sounds poetic

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rattledazzlebones · 6 months

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T.S. Eliot the kinda guy to ask his partner "would you still love me if I was a worm?"

#me #my stuff #literature #ts eliot #literature meme #lit meme #meme #poetry meme #this is bc of the love song of j Alfred prufrock

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icouldmakeapun · 1 year

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i have a hunch that this meme might be a little bit niche :)

i apologise to those who followed me after my percy jackson meme, i don’t think this is what you expected

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runawaymarbles · 2 years

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Out of Love in Spring by Hailey Spencer + Indiana Jones

#indiana jones #poetry #poetry meme #i think i'm hilarious #op

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helpinghandsrpc · 2 years

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literary sexts vol. 2 poetry meme

PART ONE

Inspired by the Vol 1 meme by @lizzyisameme , I have decided to make an unofficial sequel with various quotes from Literary Sexts Vol 2, found here on Amazon, as edited by Amanda Oaks & Caitlyn Siehl. As always, if you like what you read, please consider supporting the authors and buying the book yourself!

Not all poems from the book will be found here, as this is only from the first half, and I’m still leaving a good chunk out. A second meme may be in the works to cover some of the last half.

Content warning for some religious themes and imagery.

The waters are rising. We build a submarine from scrap metal and blown glass. The land is eaten by the sea. We love in the entrails of our metal beast rough and water-rocked, four-limbed creature of the deep.

Our orthodoxy is a fistful of bedsheet, and me on my knees before your alter of flesh and salt.

We slip our clothes off, slide carefully through the yard’s dripping body. Snow melts under warmth. Air licks legs. We are fresh want.

I want you to take a deep drag from me. I want you to pull me apart like a wishbone and whisper my name like it’ll save you.

And then there’s the path we followed, the tree that helped me hold you while we kissed minutes at a time - so sure the earth would swallow us whole.

There are groaning pine trees outside of my house and I can hear them breathing. There are words inside of you that spilled out of my mouth and I can feel them fluttering in your chest, all shaky: “I love you, I love you, touch me.”

I stumbled to your thighs - pink sunset hills of no man’s land. Let me get lost. Let me bring you alive.

I want you graffitied in the color of my lipstick - tag every contour of your ribs with the words, “GOD IS DEAD BUT HE STILL SAVED ME. HE WAS REBORN IN THE SOFTNESS OF YOUR SKIN.”

I think I still look for you on the tip of strangers’ tongues like a word that I know the meaning of but can never remember how to spell.

If you’re dark inside, I’ll open the windows, & we’ll be golden drenched. Outside, the grass aches for the backs of your knees. I’ll lay you down on honey colored. I’ll tell you the sun peaks. I’ll show you how.

If you were here, I’d drive you to Sweetheart Circle. We’d eat fruit salad from a big bowl. Come here, tell me again about the time we kissed, how we tumbled through the October night.

You, my dark pocket of spinning, my deep joy against the side of your carport; tonight under the fool moon I long for your brutal pull. I want to not-touch until our hearts explode.

Open your mouth, all wet green trees and lightning inside, touch yourself storm in an endless sky.

Our bed is desert; we meet each other with sand-filled mouths and find 100 different places that are synonymous with “oasis”.

The first time I saw you, I remembered you. Your presence was planetary, I was caught in your orbit. How long did we circle, dancing, before we realigned?

I am becoming bilingual; I understand the language of your hands as if it was my native tongue. You are my Tower of Babel.

I watch you laugh with the sunlight spilling through your teeth; you throw your head back and suddenly I am covered in morning.

The warm lift of water and your arms, the hiss and pull of ragged breathing beneath a slivered moon, stifled against your neck. Your eyes.

I crave your breath. Your eyes, firelight on velvety cave walls. Your smile, the sun through October leaves. You move like the heartbeat of a mountain.

It is the ozone of you. The sea salt spray and crashing waves of you. The thunderous cloudbank of you, rolling over me. Pulling my tides.

I am baptized in your water eyes. My body is new again in the river of you.

I live inside the second before we kissed for the first time all day, lips barely brushing, breath against breath, hunger burning like a million linked stars pulsating, close to death, under my skin.

Our soft bodies in my tiny bed. Our teeth tap dancing while your left leg dangles above the floor. Your clumsy mouth is my favorite place to laugh into.

Let’s order one last round and kiss in front of god and the rest of the drunks, then pour ourselves out into the night, following the moon anywhere but home.

#ask meme #rp meme #sentence meme #poetry meme #;; meme by me

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tatersgonnatate · 2 years

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#okay but i did laugh #funny #lol #meme #memes #edgar allan poe #Poe #eap #beastie boys #literary #classic literature #literature #literature quotes #literary quotes #literature memes #poetry meme #poetry

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helenapsent · 1 year

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a bit of meme:

Three courageous "beasties" Set out on a quest Deliver horn to Numisu, Who tired of the mess - Friends, it's not simple… Exclaimed Eluard. - We know, - responded Brutus. And Tidus: - "Fort Boyard"!

Let me explain for "Fort Boyard": they definitely have to go through the fiercest trials that all famous Fort Boyard personalities go through. In fact, that's what the meme is all about

#I'm getting more and more into their chemistry by even giving them assignments #I should be stopped #BUT I'M NOT GOING TO STOP #helen thinks #afk arena #afka #afk brutus #afk awakened brutus #afk tidus #afk eluard #afk numisu #poetry meme

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goneahead · 2 years

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we need poetry memes😂😂😂

#poetry meme #twc poetry meme

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screamingsouls · 1 year

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I was born on a Wednesday, so I suppose you could say I'm full of woe. And you know what, I love that for me.

#screamingsouls memes #screamingsouls #memes #life memes #wednesday's child is full of woe #woe #dark poems #nursery rhymes #poems #wednesday #poetry meme #dark poetry #horoscope #birth chart #birthday memes #memes about being born on Wednesday #days of the week #scorpio #zodiac

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weepingcherrytree · 1 year

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Others: My favorite poets are Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, and Walt Whitman

Me, an intellectual: This one time, on Perfect Match

#netflix #perfect match #chloe veitch #poetry meme #poetrycommunity #poems and poetry #funny pics #pls laugh

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lunareyhall · 1 year

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✨cover reveal✨

“the patient routine” — my debut horror novella-in-verse arrives this summer

Ashton, a non-binary college student, must navigate a hospital lockdown and their deteriorating mental state to escape from an unseen danger.

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env0 · 1 year

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You are cordially invited to a tea party with me: Teacuprevelry!

You gotta write a poem about it though - that's how you RSVP. :)

Dearest wearest one,

You are invited here. To cordial with cordial, spirits, and snacks. No conjugal confrontation, but to my sincerest elation if you permit the sensation of friendships succor consummation.

Never tire, shall we, of your attire. Dress best, for windward west do novel nouveau trends blow across the tea room tables mind your manners, mind your drink, and mind as your ables

Oh wearest one, come rest a while in garden near we've grounds prepared for games and gaiety but take us not for fools, therein lies no naivete

At your pleasure, leisure, and should you measure to approve Shall we count you seated or shall we, your chair, remove

ethereally yours to ever see the one the only,

Teacuprevelry

Send me an ask with a word, phrase, or poetic form and I'll write it.

#teacuprevelry #poetry meme #ask meme #spilled ink #triquetra #though mixed a bit like modified couplets #env0 writes

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petrichor-moss-and-lightning · 2 years

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my poetry is the embodiment of screaming into an endless abyss but the abyss is actually just a mcdonald’s ball pit and instead of screaming i’m ugly crying and eating old french fries i found on the floor.

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mrsdarcyesquire · 1 year

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Ways to get famous by writing.

#poetry meme #poetry

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