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#parading poetry
fixing-bad-posts · 8 months
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[Image description: A facebook comment, edited erasure-poetry style and superimposed over a photo of a pride flag waving in the wind. Resulting text is below.]
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So many workplaces now ask you your pronouns, etc. Participation in Pride parades are okay!! We get to choose who we are! gender should not be imposed on ANYONE!
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asoftepiloguemylove · 10 months
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Hey hey hey can you do one about the dull buzzing pain of despair ?
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i hope you're doing okay <33
pinterest / 堕落天使 Fallen Angles (1995) dir. 王家卫 Wong Kar-wai / Gail Honeyman Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine (via @weltenwellen) / Mitski A Burning Hill / Jeanette Winterson Gut Symmetries / Euphoria (2019-) dir. Sam Levinson / Fernando Pessoa English Song; A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems / Mayday Parade I'd Rather Make All These Mistakes Than Make Nothing at All
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lucky-clover-gazette · 7 months
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i honestly love the fact that i have just been following two people very invested in dnf for like a year, either bc of a misclick or other mutual fandom, because i have so little knowledge about what is and is not real with those two. i have never played or watched a mindcraft in my life, however i can acknowledge insane homoeroticism when i see it, and those two are either ridiculously committed to a bit or ridiculously committed to each other, and to the like fifteen people who still seem to care post-face reveal (which i always thought was awful by the way, like people were dicks about it) it doesn’t really matter
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jarofalicesgrunge · 3 months
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LS - 1996
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bootyshitter · 25 days
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poem about american rock band my chemical romance
Poem about American rock band My Chemical Romance
Welcome to the black parade
this was on my playlist since the fifth grade
I think that’s how I knew I was gay on that day in the USA
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Speaking of USA I’m so sad for 9/11..
Overall it was really bad but MCR is the exception
Cause the other day I learned that that was the inception
And when I see Gerard way
I get an erection
Everything is sad and I’m writing my poetry listening to MCR emotionally while I’m recklessly jerking it to Nightwing woefully ..
Im sorry i always bring it back to Nighwing, but honestly I’m hungry so I need to eat something, and I got hella bands in my pocket, KA CHING
And my dad left me like ging (from the hit anime hunter x hunter)
Sorry guys, but it’s my time to roll
Just like the song off Danger Days: The True Lives of The Fabulous Killjoys, I’ve got to Planetary:Go
Thank you. I hope you enjoyed… I know I did
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TODAY'S FROZEN MOMENT - from Thanksgiving 1966 - I just happen to love this shot.... I know not whose... mainly for the colors... but also the composition... just a great moment from the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, of the Rockettes and Smokey.
[Mary Elaine LeBey]
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"i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed."
Lucille Clifton, from “won’t you celebrate with me” [All Channels archive]
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spudcity · 11 months
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Somewhere
Somewhere between Norway and Ireland volcanic rocks and glaciers leap from the sea My map has failed me, I’m there
the boom of my ship knocking against each obstacle, cones of ice engraved by gray waves
Blue in our sails shows the sun is somewhere in the vicinity but will never come to this particular latitude
or parades of comic and beautiful animals stricken by my depression  There is nothing here
to love  This seascape fits exactly with the geography of my mind: whatever is close is dangerous
–Fanny Howe
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tubatoad · 1 year
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Pride
A street, lined with rainbow People cheer, laughter abound Most everyone here is proud Singing and dancing commence Bringing life to a standard street This is community Solidarity in the colors flying Children, smeared with chalk Run through throngs of cloth Sun shines as boots hit A rhythm of love Noise is once again happy
Only she is afraid Watching the man in the red hat He holds up a camera, smirking Scorn mars his pale face She shoves through the crowd And remembers the headlines
Confetti flies Painting the sky Please don’t let it turn red
Ok ok ok so backstory: this week in my creative writing class we had to do a wormser’s reduction and so this is mine (1st edition) and i wanted to share because you people would appreciate it
it’s based off a personal experience from the local community pride parade last year i hope y’all like it
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beebrown80 · 7 months
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On especially chilly nights, in the distance you see;
Loose parade balloons floating with the breeze.
Glowing afar but marching closer,
Leading the way, a dancing cat is followed after!
Sweet, scary goblins and ghouls being shadowed,
By strangely tall Toadstools and flamboyant Werewolves,
Spooking, jaunting - celebrating the eerie air as one!
As treats and tricks roam down the streets you know,
The Grand Pumpkin Parade has made it's way to you!
-Bailey Brown, Halloween Parade 2023(gouache painting)
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Trying to find a forever home for this painting + prints are avaliable in my Inprnt shop as well! Wish you all a spooky season!! ✨🎃
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professionalscribbler · 5 months
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Free Palestine
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wethefighters · 29 days
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sohannabarberaesque · 25 days
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Poetry Corner
So it's Easter Sunday--hooray, hooray.
Which has to make you wonder, as the Cattanooga Cats lead an Easter Parade (howbeit informal, impromptu even, as per Snagglepuss there) along the Parkway down Gatlinburg way, what could they have in mind come the summertime, everybody soakin' up the bright sunshine (and all that schmaltz)....
And what sort of life-rituals Trolldom must be thinking about down Trolltown way, recognising, in line with the introllconnexion unto Nature, just how wondrously natural, yet enjoyable, sexuality and the sexual feeling are at this general time of the year.
Likewise with the mating season road trip which the Hair Bear Bunch likely have in mind, thoughts and plans therefor being formulate over the Easter season festive, just appeasing their Inner Sensual Need....
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bluepenguinstories · 1 month
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Reign On My Parade
It was the big day: never one for the spotlight but I wanted the recognition. I waited my whole life to not be part of the crowd but to dance in the middle of the street with all the displays and my name in lights. But when I stepped forward the streets were empty and someone took my place. How could you reign on my parade?
Never mind. Whatever floats your boat but mine’s tits up and the ship has sunk. Just the other day, I checked for holes and found none. But now I may as well have been a sponge.
Never mind. Whatever you call your throne may as well be my face with your name on it. The coronation, my damnation. My crowning achievement was placed on your head. I’m crowning and I’ve returned to being an infant Fresh from the womb, I’m an open wound. My mother’s cold sore. Lo and behold, the doctor declares: “A scar is born; the ache shall never heal again!” I couldn’t afford the treatment so the doctor bashed my teeth in. You were provided for while I’m covered in debt. For all the bullshit I’ve endured I must be seeing red because you’re the matador of this stage.
Never mind thunder you never needed to steal anything. Instead of sunshine you should have been soaking up my sheets. It would only have been fair but it could never be even. I’d have to get on my knees just to squeeze out a hint of truth from you. Never mind pride, I know you wear the emperor’s new clothes. You could have stained my back instead of my legacy. Now what do I have? You reigned on my parade.
Well I hate to be window dressing but I’d gladly change my appearance just to toss your salad.
One last gasp from the audience. One last grasp of my dignity. Because I’ve lost all shame while you reign on my parade.
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rooolt · 1 year
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I feel like it’s cheating to say, but like I believe so strongly in my heart that scary gets really into writing poetry when she gets older
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afranse · 1 year
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Дружбы народов не получилось
Из-за Кремлёвских уродов.
И сотни тысяч сегодня в могиле
От геноцида народов.
Дом престарелых прошёл на параде,
Своё отсидел на трибунах.
Эти никчемные старые дяди
В подлости всех переплюнут.
Запад не понял совсем ни черта,
Что это за убожества?
А это был танец живого щита
В исполнении азиатских наложниц.
Старые шлюхи вползли в наше время
В после-Советском позорном гареме.
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People friendship did not work
Because of the Kremlin freaks in action.
And thousands of folks are in the grave today
Due to the genocide of nations.
Nursing home elders went through the parade
And served their time in the stands.
Those worthless old folks who very well paid.
Will outdo everyone in making wicked plans.
The West couldn’t at all understand
Why they supported Kremlin crimes.
But it was just a human shield dance
Performed by the concubines.
Crept into our time bunch of old whores
Entering post-Soviet shameful harem doors.
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Дружби народів не вийшло
Через Кремлівські виродки.
І сотні тисяч сьогодні у могилі
Від геноциду народів.
Будинок для людей похилого віку пройшов на параді,
Своє відсидів на трибунах.
Ці нікчемні старі дядьки
У підлості всіх переплюнуть.
Захід не зрозумів зовсім ні чорта,
Що це за убожества?
А це був танець живого щита
У виконанні азіатських наложниць.
Старі повії вповзли в наш час
У після-Радянському ганебному гаремі.
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quirkquill · 4 months
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""Something is better than nothing"" By:(M.Ali).
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