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Escapril Day 1:Visions of the Future

I’d like to say that the seer’s clarity envisions 

The sun’s loving blanket hug and a gentle breeze

Perhaps simply bypassing the stones in my throat

And delivering uncomfortable but honest declarations

Establishing self freedom as vocal chains unlock

But I need not a seer to spin heartstrung tales

When illusions of tarot cards clarify into reality’s vision

The organized structure of their neat presentation

Now a sprawl of one too many cans of beer upon a desk

Lifeless eyes staring into the dark, hearing night’s ambient hum

Dark circles and a sense of hunger that has faded numb

Over and over again said, I lay the foundation of my future

But time and time again, history repeats and repeats.

Divination of the future I admit i’m a coward to see

Twisting and busting woodland paths into fairytale land

Or perhaps my boat flooding within the burning sea

Cowardly to close my eyes in ignorance perhaps 

But then again it could be classified as bold strength

Up and Down paths with cinderblocks weighing heart and feet

Hope in the self fulfilling prophecy, hope in a feasibly happy ending

Both simultaneously keep me spiriting for joy, keep me dragging my feet

The choices on this journey are split between cautious and rash

I walk and I walk with eyes and hands still squeezed tight

I know my strength and my foolishness will carry me far forward

I will remain blind of what I’ve created for myself in the end.

#escapril #escapril 2023 #poetry #poem #spilled ink #*vanishes for months. posts my nonsense. leaves and vanishes for another 500000 months* #Maybe i'll work more on editing this! maybe i'll continue with the months prompts! #i just wanted to force myself to do something so well see

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draft- somber doll

Somber doll rests in the cobwebs of the old shed On a dare, we venture into the ash covered space Rainwater drips through creaky splinters and boards droplets collecting under worn button eyes Translucency fading from dust as they unify into one one evaporating drop soaking the soulless cheek Somber doll, Somber doll, Does anyone see it weep?

#poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #draft #*posts my depressing vent after like half a year long radio silence and leaves*

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A Pantoum- “Bus to Dreamland”

The city lights shine bright as the shaky bus arrives in dreamland again

A hazy cloud settles into my mind as I awake at my destination

An unexplainable tidal wave crashing inside my subconscious

What mysteries await me in this distorted world here?

 A hazy cloud settles into my mind as I awake at my destination

Harsh scratching at the doors of my memory, I know this place- I do, I do

What mysteries await me in this distorted world here?

Bubbles of remembrance popping as they almost reach the surface

 Harsh scratching at the doors of my memory, I know this place- I do, I do

An unexplainable tidal wave crashing inside my subconscious

Bubbles of remembrance popping as they almost reach the surface

The city lights shine bright as the shaky bus arrives in dreamland again.

#poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #pantoum #another draft from my portfolio hehe

[gouginghearts]

Sestina- “Creature”

A thunderstorm is brewing up in the old attic today And that deathly creature hidden away in there is growling Before you know it, that damned thing is gonna be here soon It’s gonna create a hell of a mess dripping black bile on the carpet Whimpering as I see it cry a flurry of bloody tears I’d best get to fixing that shining silver padlock sometime

Doesn’t that ghastly beast have to get tired of the sobs sometime? I can’t babysit it forever now, I’ve got much to do today I’m watching it painfully stutter about, almost moved to tears Suddenly glaring at me now, it’s stomach growling You’ve already been fed, look at the crumbs left upon the carpet! It’s driving me mad, it has to go or I might get attached soon.

I’ve been patiently awaiting your letter, I hope it arrives soon. Ideally, your response about this mess is in the mailbox sometime The little gremlin bit me today, crimson blood on my new carpet If it has anymore outlandish outbursts, I might lose it today I’m at my last rope here, it feels like a lion inside me is growling Like loose yarn in a blanket, my sanity is coming out by tears

In the summertime the beast is much calmer yet the silence tears Tears through my mind with the idea somethings coming soon Maybe a different beast will come forth howling and growling Wishing on a star you weren’t so busy- I need connection sometime The hot sun shines beautifully out on the old dingy park today I want to go out but I find myself still curled up face down on the carpet

The creature is somewhat still dormant but still I hear it scratching the carpet I don’t understand it, a pleasant morning yet it’s snores bring watery tears The mirror showed me a pale figure from the pits of Hades today Sleep deprived and exhausted, I’m gonna have to pass out pretty soon In the fridge everything’s gone bad and I need to clean it out sometime Rotting food, I’m not even hungry yet my stomach won't stop growling

Lifeless acceptance in my dim eyes when I hear that monstrosity growling In its presence rests a piercing smirk, rising up from off the carpet What’s the point anymore? It’s always going to come back sometime The wallpaper of resistant determination peeling off in tears I’m begging you to please answer me here- rapidly and very soon I think I’ll just watch the world unfold from outside my window today.

Hours passed laying in bed today as my gaze fixates on the carpet Hollow wind growling through the trees and upon my face- dried tears I really want to give up soon, I hope someone hears me sometime.

#spilled ink #poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #sestina #u know i wasnt gonna post this but here. im working on this still

[gouginghearts]

I cry out as the waves crash against the rough stone Please- bless me with the mercy of our father's somber voice His word moving me like a chess piece towards my next mission The ocean speaks- it roars volumes upon volumes but, not to me It’s never gracing my own eardrums The emptiness and silence are shatteringly overwhelming What's a servant without a master?

#poetry #draft #poem #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #i havent posted anything in forever but heres this quick ramble about how i want self control lol

[gouginghearts]

Dream Prophet Society applications now open!

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This is meant to be an inclusive community. Bigotry of any kind will not be tolerated, including homophobia, transphobia, racism, xenophobia, sexism, etc.

Not only will we be sharing our poems, but we expect everyone to participate in giving well thought-out feedback to others’ work. More information on critiquing each other’s poems will be available once you join the actual server.

We ask that everyone in the server be regularly active in the channels. This doesn’t mean you have to send a poem or a critique every other day, it just means try to pop in to any of the channels at least 3-5 times a week, whether it’s for writing related talks, casual chats, or even just a quick “hi.”

We hope to see you soon!

[gouginghearts]

Apollo villanelle

So for my class we had to write a villanelle poem so I tried my best to write one dedicated to Apollo! here’s a rough draft!

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My oh my, our beloved sun-kissed lord Aflame our muses in heartfelt songs forever more Eternity in your golden graces is what we move toward

For you my youthful prince, to the sky's light I raise my sword aged honeyed pale ales, let us united brothers pour My oh my, our beloved sun-kissed lord

Fields of bulbous hyacinths just under Olympus we have explored Cheers of merriment as we bask in the sun we've come to adore Eternity in your golden graces is what we move toward

In your warm protective rays, for us you do ward You watch over as a contrasting midnight crow, you soar My oh my, our beloved sun-kissed lord

Quills rapidly scribbling your sacred oracle's words we record For it is only you our shining prophetic king do we seek valor Eternity in your golden graces is what we move toward

Slain for you, our offering of a wild boar. By the gods it has roared Now a fine gift of meat, the dawn arises and you- we begin to call for My oh my, our beloved sun-kissed lord Eternity in your golden graces is what we move toward

#spilled ink #poets on tumblr #apollo #poetry #apollodeity #this isn't my pagan blog sorry but i'm gonna post this here anyway #i tired lmao #not used to things that aren't free verse but gotta get outta my comfort zone !!

[gouginghearts]

@fizzkiz

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Cult of Dionysus

some quick draft i’m working on! Cause I keep listening to that cult of Dionysus song

Hunger as i crack jagged teeth on raw bones. Searing screeching hunger, lions roaring, deep inside the depths of the cavern within me. Dark and frenzied soul shattering madness growing more untamed as I sip the burning hot red blood like fine wines. How I long to tear into your soft pale skin. Chapped lips and piercing teeth, painting you like a twisted artist

#dionysus #poetry #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #mythology #drafts

[gouginghearts]

Changed my url and icon! I was ragnarokpoet!

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Ignore the spelling errors i forgot on that last one omg

[gouginghearts]

Angel

A discordant buzzing hum of blinding bright lights Hushed whispers echoing around until The chattering pierces and scratches your eardrums An incomprehensible translucent mess My monumental mass of eyes tilting in every direction I can see all, I see the seeping bundles of black muck nestled deep within your soul's core Every twitch, every blink- I see it all down within you Your disgusting treacherous and faithless nature You're an absolutely vile creature clawing desperately at the golden radiant gates of our heavenly king I may be not a judge but I know you for what you are If our immortal divinity permitted it I would smite you for the maggot you are But we all all mere pawns upon the chess board For I am all, and I am none I do as I am commanded

#poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #drafts #reposting this cause spelling erorrs whoops

[gouginghearts]

Nocturne

The moth flutters on the edge of the tranquil night

Pale wings gliding silently through the moon beams 

Nimble legs ghosting the shimmering pond underneath

It rests upon a pebble above the shallow rippling waters

Antennas up in anticipation of the light I hold

I creep out with a lantern blazing with fiery colors

as shadows kiss the cool and bare ground

The moth is fluttering around the clouds in my head now

It’s warm and loving demeanor falters

as the moon slowly steps out of the spotlight

It bumps against the clearing clouds sadly

as the vibrant burning reds and yellows begin to fade

I awaken tangled in sheets

As a moth taps itself against my window

Bring my back to the whimsical dream

#i had to write a nocturne poem warmup for my class sooooo here u go ig #poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #nocturne #drafts

[gouginghearts]

Idk this is only a stanza of the whole poem if people wanna see it I might post the fully WIP but anyways...hope you guys like this nonsense...

#writers on tumblr #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #drafts

[gouginghearts]

stupid draft i wrote for class no title

Creativity is like riding an old rusty bike

down through the rocky mudslide

puddles of water rushing down through the ferocious storm

The pouring rain blinding your squinted eyes

and booming thunder shattering your eardrums

You’ve never learned how to ride a bike but still

you grasp the handles and make messy twisted movements

your legs pumping the pedals as you swerve

Until you soar head first into the wet earthy dirt

rocks lodging themselves into your soaked skin

making it a bloody mess, yet you grab fistfuls

of lush grass and laugh wildly

because you gotten further than you have before

and you know you'll get up and try again

and again

 Creativity is like diving into a strange mossy pond

desperately trying to grab the fish you need for dinner

Hooks prick your skin while algae makes home in your wet hair

Distracted by the colorful sea turtles and the school of quick clown fish

when you truly just need an ample sea bass in reality

You toss that thought away like a smooth skipping stone rippling the water

something is better than nothing but

all the aquatic life scatters away rapidly

The fishing boat above you tosses its tethered net

threatening to pull you out of the deep soon

You quickly clutch the mess of weathered pebbles rested upon the ocean floor

Pleading to have anything from this everlasting adventure

Anything at all

 Creativity is something you learn as you grow wrinkled in age

Creativity is something you earn in harsh battles

Creativity is a never ending journey through time

#poem #poetry #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #drafts #not sure how i feel about this

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some kinda draft

My family spins the loom, weaving many tales on how I was born My mother says I came from the moon That she scooped me up from the ashes of a meteorite And the light of stars dusted my pale skin A little humanoid, doing its best to blend in Seeking any sense of familiarity and acceptance

My grandmother says that I am a changeling The real me stolen by fairies in the night Her heart swells with love for me yet She fears that soon I will leave the nest In search of my whimsical otherworldly home

My brother says he built me out of machinery Analytical, robotic, struggling to understand humanity I asked him why he would mold me from shiny scrap “I wanted someone to play video games with” he would say. The binary of zeros and ones are much more easy to grasp Than the complexity of one’s expressions of the heart

In a way, I agree with all three theories I’ve never quite fit in with all the rest Though, today there is science behind these fairy tales Asperger’s Syndrome, a seemingly horrid curse To me, I’m just another blooming sunflower Facing the same trials, fighting the same battles

I don’t know much about myself, telling a tale is difficult I prefer to let my paint dance upon the canvas Let the ballads I craft tickle the ear drums of those who hear Kiss the leaves of my earthy companions As they lean towards me like I am their sun

I don’t know much about myself But I do know, That I hold the radiance of love and hope between my teeth And i’m doing my best

#poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #poem #drafts

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im gonna go ahead and post the full poem cause why not

#poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #drafts