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themarquisofthefew · 10 months

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The Gardener

There is a certain irony that comes with a metal gate at the entrance to a garden

A thing of industry blocking off the beauty of creation

The love of nature’s embrace

Held back by the cold arms of man

I think of this each day as my skin chills against the bars

Almost bitter enough that it hurts, but not more than what I know is t come

I pass into the garden’s entrance and the familiar darkness clouds my vision

The trees have grown tall and thick and unwieldy

As they lack someone

To care for them

Despite the lack of love from me, they have found it in each other

A grove of trees embracing one another into a canopy, cutting off the light above

I once again walk the garden path, my eyes wander to the rose’s graveyard

What once was vibrant and beautiful, now brown and wilted

But one thing they have not lost

Is he sharpness of their thrones

I pick one up, it pricks my thumb and the blood rolls down my hand

The crimson ichor being the most nutrients this grass has seen in quite some time

I venture further along the path and I find the hedges, once magnificent sculptures

Of men and myths and gods and kings; beasts of land and sea and sky

But now they are deformed and directionless

Yet somehow I still find them beautiful

I come upon an old favorite, a cat now having a full body piloerection

It reminds me of you, it was his favorite to work on and you favorite to see

A set up stairs takes me up a small hill, to the trunk of the tallest tree in the garden

Her leaves rise above the embrace of her children, but the stone benches remain

I sit on our bench and gaze out

And think about before

When this garden had two workers who cared to raise it

Instead of being abandoned and cursed with one who does not

I continue deeper into the garden down the stone-paved path, my path of torment

A waterfall flows into a stream under the bridge, down another waterfall

The water is tainted

Yet life finds a way

The dead plants and lack of light and moisture on the banks have brought mushrooms

You always wanted mushrooms in the garden; All it took to get them was for you to leave

I arrive at the pavilion in the center of the garden and I gaze upon her shattered heart

A fountain once flowing with the magic and waters of life

Was now still and silent

Moss grows over the top

I sit on the edge and think of your last days here when you could still hear the water flow

You told me you had to leave, that you didn’t want to be a gardener anymore; It wasn’t the life for you

You were allergic to some of the plants but you continued to care for them as best you could

The heat and physical labor was hard on your body and you were at your limits

It’s me, you said

Not you, you said

But I did not enjoy this job because I enjoyed being a gardener

I enjoyed this job because we worked on and loved this garden together

I follow in your footsteps to the end of the garden and I can still see you standing at the back gate

But you are merely a phantom who haunts this place, and I your conduit who binds you here

And you will continue to do so

As long as I remain in the garden

As I touch the black bars of man, the metal chilling me to the bone, I stand where you once did

And I turn back and look at the decaying body of the life we once built and my mind drifts to flames

I see the fountain in broken chunks scattered across the pavilion, drenched in muck and moss

I see the mushrooms all bloated and drowned as the river overflows

I see the tree, the bench,

Burning in a blaze, finally some light

I see the hedges and the life they lived; from forms, to formless, to piles of ash

I see the rose garden now lifeless and empty, their petals carried away by the wind and smoke

But I am not in this version of the garden in my mind; The garden I stand in still breathes

That is the strange thing about being a gardener; We do not make life, we clean it

I push open the back gate

And I step into the sun again

Despite my neglect, my arrogance, my pain, my hatred, the garden will continue to live in some form

I walk away; I stick my hand in my pocket and feel the box of matches; I say what I tell myself every time

I’ll burn it all down when I come back tomorrow

#GardenOfEmotions #LostLove #FadingMemories #AnguishInBloom #ResilientHeart #UnspokenDesires #WistfulWhispers #YearningSerenade #GriefAndGrowth #SacredSolitude #PonderingPaths #NatureOfHealing #poetry #sad poetry #writing #I used AI to generate the hashtags because I'm really bad at hashtags sorry

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terrortom · 1 year

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https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Photography-PINKPLUSBLUE/2036685/10194601/view #sombrebeauty #pinkandblue #fadingcolors #nostalgicvibes #etherealbeauty #melancholicbeauty #wistfulmoments #beautyindecay #lostinnostalgia #mutedtones #softbeauty #pastelcolors #dreamyvibes #fadingmemories #whimsicalbeauty #fadingbeauty #dreamytones #nostalgicbeauty #romanticvibes #subduedtones #dreamybeauty #romanticbeauty #etherealvibes #nostalgia #fadedbeauty #wistfulbeauty #pastelbeauty #romantictones #beautyinmelancholy #beautyinloss (hier: Cologne, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpHgrxgNwhE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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shemoansabs · 2 years

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🌫🪴 #lostInTheClouds #stayMedicated #herb 🌿🍁🔥 🌬 #memories #fade #fadedMemories #DyingMemories #ForgottenMemories #fadingMemories 🌫🌬 https://www.instagram.com/p/ChISSZjv4eF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#lostintheclouds #staymedicated #herb #memories #fade #fadedmemories #dyingmemories #forgottenmemories #fadingmemories

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joearf · 1 year

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2022.12.26: I Barely Remember What I Had for Breakfast - Greenwich, CT #itwasanorange #breakfast #fadingmemory #greenwichct #coffeeshop #orangeforbreakfast #windowseat #cfcfgrigg (at Greenwich, Connecticut) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmpgsd6O4LI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#itwasanorange #breakfast #fadingmemory #greenwichct #coffeeshop #orangeforbreakfast #windowseat #cfcfgrigg

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catb-fics · 1 year

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Hey! I've been reading your fics for a bit and I looove your writing. I was wondering if you had any fic recs? Like any inspirations, or favourite fics in the CATB fandom? Thanks!

Ahh thanks love, I appreciate that so much! 🥰

I’m probably the worst person to ask for fic recs as I don’t read tonnes of fics these days, and I can’t actually remember when I last read a catb fic! Even though I still write the boys I kinda stopped reading the stories a while back, idk why really, I tend to read random fics that pop up on my timeline like Stranger Things and stuff…

When I first went from being just a catb fan to a super-fan I devoured literally every vanfic I could find and I guess I picked up my inspiration from all those stories - I just wanted to have a go myself.

Anyway, I’ve posted a few recs before but they’re all pretty old stories you’ve likely read before if you read a lot of catb stuff… but these are great!

@lovely-van Beige is probably like my fave vanfic ever, this used to be my comfort fic and I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve read it!

@greasyvan Only Ones Who Know - angsty as hell but such a great story

@saintmccann Read my Mind

@steppedoffaflight Summers a Knife

A few on Wattpad I’ve read and loved…

Red by CherryGallagher

Pacifier by pacifierbby

I Just Wanted to be Edgy Too by yelyahb

Mirror by fadingmemories

I used to love the imagines by lipstorelaxme

@hankmoonbeam writes for catb too so deffo check those out she’s really good!

There’s more but I don’t remember them all now…

If anyone has any good recs for anon let me know and I’ll post them xxx

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fadingmemories-posts · 1 year

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Confessions are not always intended to be accepted, and feelings are not always required to be reciprocated.

-fadingmemories-

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fade-tm · 2 years

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Fading Memories part 3

This wasn't supost to be posted today but its been a week i think since my last post. I was planning on making 2 pages for the 3rd part but the second page took too long so I just post the first one.

#fadingmemories #art #comic #minectaft

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fiddlin-leo · 3 years

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Selling The House

Its strange, the more empty and displaced a house is, the more it feels as if it is slowly swallowing you and everything could cave in all at once. it is only brought to life from the life within it...they help keep the mouth shut. The void has less space.

Invisible dark seeps out of the walls and slowly begins to crawl up your leg, feeling as unnatural as it sounds. The tree stumps. The dead plants who once fruited. The empty pots. Dust layered on the untouched items that once played music...and the little things...the cookie jar. The bottles, the photos. The pages and pages of writing with words of heartbreak and dried tears, hidden and scattered throughout the house. Fragments of moments only held in our minds. It can feel good to live a memory, while holding something physical that also existed within the story of our mind. It’s less likely to slip away when you can hold onto the physical, and isn’t that our worst fear? For memories to slip away?

2-1-20

#sellinghouse #dementia #nashvillepoetry #familyhome #memories #fadingmemories

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doodles-dodo · 4 years

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i hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited, but i couldn't stay away, i couldn't fight it. i hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over.

someone like you (Adele)

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sleeplessnightsto · 4 years

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The dust has settled,

the night is over,

and the decision

is set in stone.

I don’t hear your voice in my head anymore,

I don’t see your face when I close my eyes,

I struggle to remember the feel of your touch,

all the things that brought me so much agony and anger when we ended,

Replaced by a numbing void,

What was the gravity of your absence,

pulling, dragging, down,

Spiralling through emotions,

Thoughts, worries and doubts,

Only to return, running on empty,

Staring this void in the face again.

It asks me why?

I can feel you fading away,

Vague and distant shadow memories,

Laughter tarnished by glimmers of sadness,

Smiles tainted by words unspoken,

Time can be such a cruel teacher,

If in the least it can be kind,

I can carve out every part of you from my life

but at least,

let me keep the happy times,

in my mind,

I don’t even know if I remember

the truth of you,

anymore,

I hold onto the memory of hope,

Questioning was it real?

What was illusion?

But knowing,

the wisdom of experience,

intuition,

has been a safe guide through the dark,

Listen to your instincts,

They are meant to protect you,

I once wrote reflecting on the growing distance in the relationship,

A note:

“I lost respect for you when you

chose your ego over me”

The sweet sense of comfort and safety you brought,

Spiraling thoughts and question,

Was it an illusion?

A trap? Only a dream?

The void,

you have to feel it,

You have to stare it in the face,

and surrender to it,

the gaping wide empty

before

you can

even

imagine

how to honour

the space

again

For what noble service?

For others,

For friends,

For a higher purpose,

for yourself,

And why?

Trust your feelings,

Let your intuition guide you to the answers through the dark

Flashing Glimmers or hope,

and tainted smiles,

Fading

Faint

Faded

Going

Gon...

Darkness

Look for your light,

Follow your light

- Your answer

#Poetry #Breakups #loss #void #light #dark #intuition #hope #acceptance #numb #fadingmemories

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motsofatournesol · 5 years

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There will come a day, where you will need to clear the dust on your memories so that you can remember the fading fragments of me.

- self

#memories #fadingmemories #dustymemories #past #vintage #oldcars #maruti800

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pakkunbuelna · 2 years

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a veces solo necesitas #Nara #Todaiji #Temple #Japan #奈良 #travel #Adventure #random #FadingMemories #Weird #TrippyPhotography #DigitalCollage #Yellow #Amarillo #SeMeOlvidoComoSeDiceAmarilloEnJapones (at 東大寺 / Tōdai-Ji Temple, Great Buddha of NARA) https://www.instagram.com/p/CboUMJ5lUzD/?utm_medium=tumblr

#nara #todaiji #temple #japan #奈良 #travel #adventure #random #fadingmemories #weird #trippyphotography #digitalcollage #yellow #amarillo #semeolvidocomosediceamarilloenjapones

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diana-toledano-illustrations · 2 years

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I love old photographs. I have a small collection that I adore. It’s small because I try really hard to curb my hoarder tendencies (sometimes successfully, others not so much 😅). • My favorite photos show smiling strangers in black and white. I feel like they are sharing a bit of their happiness with me. Sadly, I barely have photos of my ancestors. — They were poor. There was a civil war. Then a dictatorship. It wasn’t a time for pictures. But if there are any photos of my family lost out there, I hope they are bringing happiness to someone else. • Do you collect anything? • Illustration from the early readers POLLY DIAMOND AND THE MAGIC BOOK (with @chroniclekidsbooks and @alicekuipersbookclub) and some photos from my collection. • #creativeinspiration #kidlitart #kidlitillustration #dianatoledano #oldphotographs #fadingmemories https://www.instagram.com/p/CWEKcWlPGmx/?utm_medium=tumblr

#creativeinspiration #kidlitart #kidlitillustration #dianatoledano #oldphotographs #fadingmemories

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susannehelmertart · 6 years

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Today is hanging day! I hope everything works out the way I planned it... #artexhibition #showyourwork #mixedmediaart #hamburg #fadingmemories #derprachtfink #artspace https://www.instagram.com/p/BnIiayUB4uT/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=q14gvk5i43vn

#artexhibition #showyourwork #mixedmediaart #hamburg #fadingmemories #derprachtfink #artspace

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molliecarillo · 3 years

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A Lifetime * * * * * * * #notes #poems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poetsofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #poetsandwriters #poetsofig #poets_area #alifetime #lifetime #existentialism #existence #ephemeral #fadingmemories #transient https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ6LMKlMHMz/?utm_medium=tumblr

#notes #poems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poetsofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #poetsandwriters #poetsofig #poets_area #alifetime #lifetime #existentialism #existence #ephemeral #fadingmemories #transient

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symmytry · 3 years

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Juicy sparkly details of a current Ghost House I’m working on… I haven’t had a lot of time for my work lately, but I’m trying to do at least small things so I don’t go crazy! #crankyartist #studiotime #maketimeforart #stillworking #ghosthouse #printmaking #watercolor #goauche #childhoodhome #fadingmemories #darkart #visionaryart https://www.instagram.com/p/CQtJuHQlb99/?utm_medium=tumblr

#crankyartist #studiotime #maketimeforart #stillworking #ghosthouse #printmaking #watercolor #goauche #childhoodhome #fadingmemories #darkart #visionaryart

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