Tonight, let this be a candle,
a soft touch, a bright swirl
of stars, a new constellation
hurled into the sky, a reminder
that distance is just a dream
of the unspoken,
& that grief
is not neat or tidy,
but neither is love,
& love is all sky
& song,
& if you listen,
you will hear it.
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shitboy poem
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Memories move through my body like a song on a quiet breeze, faint and swaying with the curtains on a summer afternoon. All gold and and a tinge of sadness.
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Tony Poem debut 1975
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Hard meets soft meets
Shudder, crescent moons
Silky sighs, the way the
World can shatter
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it is spring
I am sneezing
the flowers
have started
#poetry
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Additional Tags: Treat for Slide 68
Summary:
A haiku for Anne Wolfe's charming artwork "Bird on the Water".
The artist suggested the busy bird depicted might be a canon character, but could also be a bird OC.
See Anne Wolfe’s artwork for the event on SWG here.
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aspiration
the body that both eclipses and evinces its capabilities / the face that shines / the meal that everyone believes you need / the love that everyone accepts as a gift / the heart that opens without breaking / the heart that eclipses and evinces and shines and believes and accepts without breaking.
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Warmth
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For the first time in days
I emerged,
feeling the sun’s warmth on my face,
breathing in deeply…
knowing that in
three
short
breaths
I’ll need to sneeze.
#allergies
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Tell me it all works out,
tell me the impossible happens
just this once,
that what could be
is—
that the dream
has shape, bones
and a heart,
that it is not phantom
or fiction,
but bird—
a song, a song
in the darkness.
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~ Doing ordinary things with care fills you with soft warmth and joy.~
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Yesterday, as I cleaned and organized my stationery folder, I realized I was happy doing this seemingly banal thing because I was doing it with care. May be the little moments of life, which means almost every moment we spend, are not really that little if we pour care into them. 🌞
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In the early light,
when the hours of the day start to peel off
the dress of night,
I can almost believe in God again.
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wrapped in the crisp brown paper
some vibrant flowers
against
the vibrant backdrop
of 25cm of snow.
https://medium.com/afwp/bringing-the-spring-inside-cde17873c7c2 / #micropoetry
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Hurt me more, you inspire me
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My dear,
You are doing wonders for my art.
But you are terrible for my heart.
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The Weatherman's Promise
Cloudrustle
under
imminence.
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