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[sparkandashes]

With her imagination,

she gives this world a life,

Her paintings speak

of the love she contains,

It's pure art ,

all that she creates,

Strong and brave are the women she paints;

Perhaps a true reflection of how she wishes to be,

Unfettered and carefree,

A bird out of the cage,

Desperate to discover-

a new world,

And everything that is within her!

-Sparkandashes via tumblr

//Written for @sonobisessuale , as a lovely task given by @poeticstories

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[just-4-thought]

I have witnessed mountains rise,

heroes fall,

and the might of men bend

to lady fair.

I've witnessed death

as he did try to knock,

but could not breach the lair.

I've witnessed pains,

and loss,

and heartache,

more than anyone should share,

but with each a strength,

a triumph,

a neverceasing care.

Soothed with water built of words,

these battle softened desires.

Like roots creeping round the temple

of a long lost empire,

so we grip unfathomable dreams

as the oracle whispers fire.

A gift for @rhapsodyinblue45 /@rhapsodyinblue80 for the secret gift exchange. A poem about living in the time of an epic. (Surprise I am the anon).

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[dg-fragments]

Girl with the soothing name

She's a young one on a journey, a noble profession in pursuit,

from a country, I will always find my roots in,

my heart goes out to her in the form of words,

a slender gift to perhaps bring a smile,

or stir an emotion she shall relish for the times in need.

Her name, an amalgamation of paradise and light,

exhibiting beauty that she holds,

an elegant heart securing dreams within,

a young soul with aspirations,

she brings uniqueness to the words she weaves.

Through her words, she brings feelings to the readers,

making them realize of a hearty presence,

and still oblivious of her search,

for refuge in another heart.

Keep your head high, my sister / friend,

this journey ain't easy, but remember, with faith in your heart,

and determination in your soul,

you will not only climb mountains,

you will move them too.

- DG

A little gift for the amazing @jannat-noor as part of the @poeticstories SecretSanta 💙

Wishing you all the very best in your journey, and praying for you to achieve all your dreams! May God bless you, sister. =')

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[poeticstories]

Poeticstories Secret Holiday Gift Exchange 

Edit: sign ups are closed

Welcome to our third annual secret holiday gift exchange! Here is a refresher of how it works!

DO NOT SIGN UP UNLESS YOU PLAN TO PARTICIPATE! 

1) Sign-up by sending an ask to Poeticstories with the phrase: “Secret Sign Up” before Dec 7.

2) You will receive a reply to your ask between the dates Dec 8 and Dec 14 with the name of the person you are creating the gift for.

3) Create a gift for them. It can be a photo, painting, poem, or song. Anything as long as it is original work and in keeping of the spirit of the event which is to spread positivity during the holiday season.

4) Post the gift on your blog by Dec 25th. Tag the person who the gift is for by using the "@" and also put #pssecretgiftexchange in your tags. 

5) If you do not see your post reblogged to Poeticstories in 48 hours, reach out to us via ask and we will send you a personal message.

Step 4 and 5 are very important. They ensure your person is not adopted and is able to see your post. 

Special note: some people enjoy sending an anon ask with a special message or a secret clue before they reveal themselves as the secret gift giver. If you want to participate, please turn on your inbox and turn your anon messages on. If your person does not have anon messages on, then skip this part.

Troubleshooting notes: 

- Make sure you are able to receive messages and asks from people you do not follow so you can receive the name of your person and we can manage any issues that may arise. You can turn this feature off after the event.

- Make sure we see your message. If we do not reblog your post in 48 hours, send us a message.

- Adoptions will occur after Dec 25th. 

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[silveringofrose]

Tapestry of You

Oh baby girl…

I know it hurts sometimes. But let me tell you something I wish someone Had told me When the colours had faded And my heart turned blue

There is pain in everything baby girl The kind of pain that wrings Burning, wracking, sobs from your weary aching body

And the kind of pain that           Etches itself into your face with silent acid tears

There will be goodbyes that cut All bitter exchanges and angry words And not goodbyes Just slowly fading away into not there anymore

Just three days Then weeks Then months between the hellos and how are you’s And then it will be years

You’ll maybe remember them one day you’ll wonder how they are where they are who they are and you’ll smile a maybe sad smile.               Bittersweet.

And you’ll recall how fierce winds tugged at your intertwined hands.

And grey rain drove you into the shared warmth of couch draped blankets and soft giggles and whispered secrets you swore to keep forever. (secrets you keep still)

There’s pain in everything baby girl But there’s pleasure too

Bright splashes of Memories Painted golden By a gentle sun melting over you And silvered beams Of starlight carrying Your wishes To the moon

And maybe you’ll look them up. Maybe you’ll even find them. And maybe you’ll decide not to send the three words you’ve typed and erased a hundred times.

                  I miss you.

Send them baby girl Maybe they’ll return Their story a part of yours Once more And maybe they won’t

But as the shuttle that is you Weaves its way through The loom that is your life

You’ll see that this Is how it goes People come and People go But they are Forever A part of you

The memories The moments The words and sights and sounds

All these are the Strands That make up who you were Are Will be

Your soul

So send it baby girl Send it because They’re one of the multihued threads That are woven into

The tapestry of you

                                 And now                             Yours is woven                                 Into mine

~MLB (@silveringrose)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For @alexandraswritingblock

I know losing friends (or anyone), whether through fights or time and distance, is hard. And I know that this business of living life is even harder, especially when our past is littered with things we’d rather forget. 

As someone a little further along the path than you, I’m not going to pretend that it gets any easier. But the one thing I can say is that it's still worth it. Don’t stop speaking in colours, don’t stop weaving your story, never stop living your life.

And on the days when it gets too much for you alone - remember that there are those who will help you carry on until you’re steady on your feet again.

Happy holidays sweetpea. And may the New Year bring you all the good things your sweet heart deserves.

Love and light,

Silver

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[drearydaffodil]

Pale purple promise

Heaven kissed by some

Breathy beauty, we too

Become the sky

Every day a whispered

Plea--remember, the

Seed of greatness lives

In the strength to just

Begin again

Happiest of holidays and a wish for a joyful new year, @cryptictalk may 2020 be the most beautiful year yet!!

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[leubh]

beautiful relief

what if

you took my hand

and we visited our pasts?

there’s a light

drawn past our windows,

each day a little brighter.

there are doors

in the heart of every home,

in the home of every heart.

let me show you

the pink tint of comfort

in a peaceful morning.

you stand there,

not-here and distant, fading,

the echoes of you in your memory.

catharsis has a name,

and so, it has a purpose.

now let us share a little peace.

build again, those fractals of

sacred tenderness,

and hope for better days.

(work for them, too.

nurtured dreams are

those fulfilled.)

the stars are shining,

and your next days are, too.

just wait a little longer.

and when you open your eyes,

don’t mourn that which is past,

instead, treasure it.

—we are houses made of bricks,

                  made of memories, r. b.

A little gift for @undertheheart as part of this year’s @poeticstories Holiday Exchange!! Your poetry truly is beautiful, and I mixed a few references here and there!! 

Happy holidays! May your New Year be bright and wonderful!!!!

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[cruxymox]

a solar flare, an inferno shimmers in its magnetic field.

we throw tendrils of fire

out into the snowy void -

& what do we make of this?

sure that soon we will feel the fullness of the moon, but oh, meantime, the sun!

___

a @poeticstories secret santa gift for @blazewave - happy christmas!

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[imperiallefty]

I never knew that hurricanes could bloom in winter until she knocked down my door and said hello. distant stormy eyes awakening something long dead in my heart. like a song the wind only lets us listen to when our lungs are empty. Thank you for letting me learn something new about the world.

To my adoptee @musicsawthroughmymemories

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[hiddenbehindmycreativity]

Love’s Embrace

I hold you tightly

Feeling you embrace me, too

Emotions run through me 

At lightning speed

You look at me

Your gaze reaches into my soul

My breath slows, steadies

You kiss me, ever so gently

And then you embrace me

More tightly

Than before

@kissmegrieving

I felt the love in your poetry and reblogs. It has inspired this poem. I hope you like this gift!!

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[creatingnikki]

Pink skies and peaceful evenings

Even if you don't witness them often I hope you feel them every day

Evenings baths with poetry from the 19th century

Because your cherry red lips and earnest eyes don't belong in this century

Loving without fear

Speaking without malice

Saying goodbye despite the tears

You're stronger than you will ever realise

People may not accept you, but they don't matter

They never did

Can you please accept your beautiful self?

If you sip champagne from a coffee mug on 31st evening

Or drink juice from a wine glass

It will all still be authentic

Because it's your essence and not material nothings

That charm the air around you

When you're alone and it's dark

Remember that's how you became you

That's how you came to know you

There's nothing to fear but inaction

And your racing heart can never be at peace with it anyway

So you're good, you're good kid

@anotherweirdblog Merry Christmas! 🎄🎄🎄I tried to understand you (however little bit) from your blog and wrote what came immediately after. Hope you like it. Sending you infinite positive vibes and hope xoxo

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[crystal-lining]

Snow Bound

The clock struck midnight,

Like any other day.

I trudged around

The sprinklings of Winter;

I roamed around

the trenches of Cold.

An unusual task, you may ask, for a dawn so frigid?

But I must move along,

For I am snow bound.

The clock bonged again,

Six hours too late. And yet I saw you

Yawning and stretching your hands,

A half hearted effort, to be awake.

The clock chimed again, but not the hefty one,

Stuck jagged in the street, a bellicose remembrance,

Of the past-so difficult to forget.

It was the dainty clock,

The clock which you keep in your room,

To anticipate the sweeter times.

It was the onset of noon

I was still watching you.

You’ve grown so much

So much from the time at which you prayed.

Prayed for the memories, you’re making today.

There are moments when I catch you

Looking, searching and failing, to find something.

I wonder,

Is it me? Or did you wish,

For a being more ephemeral, more mundane,

And so unlike me.

Do you wish to thank me?

Do you wish to know me?

Or do you wish to ask more?

Perhaps the future that I assumed, was the one you despised the most.

But, I see you happy,

See you so happy, I forget of the child,

Who clawed her way out of a darkness so deep.

I am still scared, you see,

Of the little discrepancies in our views

Of ‘perfect’.

And hence, here I am

Trudging through the cold,

Meandering past your window,

Still sprinkling those little bits of fairy dust.

And when the clock struck midnight again,

I had to walk away,

For I cannot stay here,

Still.

I must move again and wait.

Wait for for moons to pass, till I see you again.

Older, happier.

I must move along again,

For I am snow bound.

@archimedaes Merry Christmas!! ❄️⛄️🎄

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[anotherweirdblog]

In a lonely forest, she found herself once

And for the first time in a long while

She felt complete and thought her journey was over

Little did she know that like the seasons,

She changes too

That like the river,

She flows too

In a world that is ever moving

Getting stuck is never good

@janub02 🎄Merry Christmas🎄I wish you the very best and hope this new year is full of amazing surprises for you💫💫

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[poeticstories]

Secret Gift Exchange Update!

Do not forget to tag your gift #pssecretgiftexchange! Tag your person in your gift and send us an ask or message @just-4-thought if your gift is not reblogged in 48 hours.

We still have a lot of presents left to be gifted! Don't forget to get those finished and posted by Dec 25.

If you would like to help adopt someone who signed up but is not going to receive a gift, read the post that follows and send us an ask with the phrase "adopt."

If you have any questions, feel free to reach out.

Happy gifting!

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[silveringofrose]

Heaven Is Broken

Have you ever seen heaven? she asks. I have, and oh it’s beautiful. You stare at her, disbelieving. How is that even possible? you scoff. Her eyes close - remembering... I’ve seen it in his eyes she says. So many times. All the time. I saw it when that smile curled her lips and it felt like coming home. It was reflected, her voice dropping low, in the unbidden tears that sparkled as they clung to their lashes. I’ve glimpsed it, almost a whisper, between the cracks where we barely hold it together... Clumsily patched with hopes and dreams and prayers and promises. Wishes yelled at wide, open spaces and whispered in dark private places.

Then heaven must be broken, you mutter. Her eyes snap open. Startling, burning gaze locked on yours. Heaven IS broken she agrees. But I think heaven looks a whole lot like You.

And I. And Him. And Her. And Them. Like Us.

Broken. But oh so beautiful.

~MLB (@silveringrose)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

For @imperiallefty

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas, and I’m sorry you had to wait for your gift this year! This was inspired by a number of your prompts but mostly by this one.

You seem to be struggling with some things, but still doing alright. And so I hope that you continue being able to be strong and stand steady next year, because we all deserve a little happiness and a whole lot of peace.

Broken is beautiful in my opinion and I’m always here to remind you of that if you start to wonder.

Have a wonderful New Year, and take care of you.

Love and Light,

Silver.

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