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dutchdude-71 · 3 months

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Be kind. Always.

#Instagram #small kindnesses #danusha laméris #helena bonham carter #365 poems for life #allie esiri

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nervous-runaway · 11 months

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It was never rotten work to me ; You were never rotten work. Not to me

KR 9:42pm

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suckitupsunshine · 3 months

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This is Just a Short Poem About

the known brightness of the sun

it’s effect on our eyes

how it fuels the whole planet

and how LED headlights on stupidly big US trucks

shine brighter

when the sun dies the earth will be fine

they’ll just jettison jacked-up gas-guzzlers

bigger than kitchens

into the atmosphere

by the thousands

arrange them in a ring around the world

with their high beams on

and it will never be night again

#poem #poetry #365 days of poetry #free verse #m1ssc0mmun1cates #humour #february 2024

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lookninjas · 5 months

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2171.

laid on the bed next to me while I tried to teach myself to turn left in Latvian

I stood at the end of the lesson, she stayed behind, one paw extended, tail curled over her toes

might not be always the most beauty in the world but right now at least I have her

#365 #poetry #another cat poem #i think i had something earlier in the day but i didn't jot it down #so it's cat time again #it's always cat time let's be real

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voidvendetta · 6 months

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IN THE OCCASION THE MOON FALLS FROM ITS PALACE IN THE SKY

Should Halloween end and release its final screech

and you feel the crawling sensation of relief from the disappearance of fear glowering; it’s hungry jaws gnawing at your ear and whispering incomprensible dreams of beautiful things

You will lay on the ground and stare up.

In this darkness without the nightlight you used so precariously as to not disrupt the sky giant’s slumber, you will scream.

The ghouls have since passed and the blood dripping from the moon’s chambers now gone and splattered to you as spoils of sweet.

Revel in the flesh of labour. And in your reveries will it return to install terror as once before, but your bravery reaps its fruits.

You find the sky quiet. The howling of creatures below your feet and shadow man laughing with a friend behind you gone. The ringing in your ears like blood roaring now ceased.

Though you mourn her, she will rise to her throne above you once the rays of heats have breathed their last. For nights you will stare, upholding patience for her phases to pass.

When she waxes the last of her candle, and like the ruler of a world she does not own, she will let her monsters free among your land. So you’ll dress to blend in.

Until you become one.

In the occasion of Halloween ending, mourn its fleeting moments. If you grip it hard enough, you’ll hold on forever. And if you shove it into yourself y it will consume you.

And you will become a guile ghoul.

#Poetry #void’s poetry #Halloween #halloweencore #Poem #halloween poem #spooky #its a poem about mourning Halloween okay I’m a sad #It’s half of my personality I just lost a part of myself #Well only 365 days….sigh

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kcyars520 · 3 months

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1. “Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas” – I Wonder as I Wander: An Autobiographical Journey, 1956

2. “My soul has grown deep like the rivers.” -The Negro Speaks of Rivers, 1920

3. “Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” -”April Rain Song”

4. “Hold fast to your dreams, for without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.” – Montage of a Dream Deferred, 1951

5. “Ever’thing there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on yo’ soul. An’ to love sho ‘nough, you got to have a spot in yo’ heart fo’ ever’body – great an’ small, white an’ black, an’ them what’s good an’ them what’s evil – ‘cause love ain’t got no crowded-out places where de good ones stay an’ de bad ones can’t come in. When it gets that way, then it ain’t love.” – Not Without Laughter, 1930

6. “7 x 7 + love = An amount Infinitely above: 7 x 7 – love.” – The Collected Poems, 1995

7. “…the only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you’ll finish it,….” – The Big Sea, 1940

8. “Frosting Freedom Is just frosting On somebody else’s Cake– And so must be Till we Learn how to Bake.” – The Panther & the Lash, 1926

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watermeloncholycucumbersome · 4 months

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Day 02 of writing something every day

(365 Day Challenge)

I fell in love with him faster than the rain could hit the windshield that night..

~Jenni

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musesxmagic · 4 months

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365 ⌛️

arrived again on borrowed times could’ve sworn the reflection was mine in your eyes crazy how we accept the lies designed by tainted hearts that are disguised as truth divine..what sza say I’m blindddd..

head with the trees over stand there are no guarantees down for a tease then swoosh gone in a breeze🍃 do that shit with ease but never green,spirit free of disease your lonely can’t get to me. my name is the source that’s key, what happens when you’re disconnected from a God is whats T 👁️

999 reasons why..Welcome to my Era of release

-Peace ✌🏽

#my art #poems on tumblr #black women #poem #100 days of productivity #black tumblr #journal #365 days #peacemaker

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poligraf · 1 year

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The Secret Of Silence

joy is being given the secret of silence after the hard lesson and the heavy penance

joy is being driven to relay radiance and this way forgiven for past indifference

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#365 joys #poetry #tree #sky blue #joy #poem #moon #silence #secret #lesson #penance #radiance #forgiven

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hardygalwrites · 1 year

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Originally posted to FFN on the 17th of April, 2017

Simply archiving a writing challenge I did back in 2016 up to 2017 and featuring my favourite writing pieces from each week of the challenge here on Tumblr :]

← Week 35 (BB) – Week 37 (SS) →

Cartoon: Transformers Prime / Robots in Disguise 2015

Characters: Smokescreen, Knock Out, and Bumblebee, with appearances from numerous other characters (even ones not featured in the cartoons)

Synopsis: An Autobot Elite Guard rookie, a Decepticon medic turned Autobot, and an Autobot scout turned warrior turned street cop - three very different bots with a wide range of stories to tell. And we are going to spend the next year exploring said stories through daily-written drabbles, be they angsty, humorous, gut-punching, or just plain odd! Who doesn’t love a challenge? (2016 to 2017)

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All My Fault

The sparkeater nightmares from his sparklinghood were still fresh. The events of Tyger Pax and the subsequent nightmares weren't easily forgotten either. Recently, a new wave of nightmares had been coming for him. He supposed these particular nightmares were an inevitable part of becoming a leader, but they hit a little too close to home.

He would be with his team, and things would quickly descend into madness. One by one, his entire team would fall despite his best efforts to protect them, until he was left alone with the knowledge that it's all his fault, all his fault, all his fault...

Nervous

"Bumblebee, you scout ahead and see what we're up against."

"You got it."

"Recon only, all right? And be careful!"

"Relax, I'll be fine!"

Bumblebee was starting to reconsider that stance as he wandered about the very abandoned looking building. Under any other circumstance, Bumblebee would've felt secure enough to essentially throw stealth to the wind. But there was something about the dead silence and utter darkness that had him keeping to the walls.

"Don't be so paranoid," Bumblebee muttered, turning a corner. "Keep it-"

His headlights illuminated several Decepticon corpses, strewn about the hallway, grey and lifeless.

"Oh... good..."

Better to be Happy

Today, Ratchet had suggested some form of speech therapy to help him get used to the new voice box. Bumblebee had only nodded in response, before leaving to aimlessly wander the halls once again.

Later, a nervous Sideswipe asked 'Bee if maybe he wanted to play capture-the-flag later. Bumblebee wanted to refuse with some cutting remark. He also wanted to accept with an enthusiastic exclamation. He could not muster enough emotion to care about doing either of those. Ultimately, Bumblebee forced a smile and nodded.

Sideswipe lit up. "Great! See you soon!"

As soon as Sideswipe turned away, Bumblebee's smile disappeared.

#posting from THE ARCHIVES #365 drabbles challenge #*claps* more leadership angst from bumblebee it was one of my favourite things to write in general and that remains the case today lol #and also throw in some pre-tyger pax fun and post-tyger pax angst in there for good measure of course #fun fact the title 'better to be happy' comes from a poem i had to memorise for my theatre/drama classes at the time i had been writing #bumblebee #tfp bumblebee #rid2015 bumblebee #sideswipe #wfc sideswipe #transformers #robots in disguise 2015 #transformers war for cybertron #transformers prime #fanfiction #transformers fanfiction #HardyGal writes stuff #HardyGal writes fanfiction

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trzpiotka · 1 year

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my 2023 resolution is to read one poem every day

#its not even ambitious. just one poem #but it will be 365 new poems in the end :)#poetry #yesterday it was A Servant To Servants by Robert Frost and today its Elegia o śmierci Ludwika Waryńskiego #by Władysław Broniewski #gotta read more female authors tho

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nervous-runaway · 10 months

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I don’t want to be mean to you. I don’t want to bully you or hurt your feelings

I want to make you laugh so often I become intimately familiar with the way your smile sounds. I want to memorize the way your eyes flash in a moment of joy and find find comfort in the feeling of your palm in mine.

I want to be a moment of peace in your day. That which lifts your heart and reminds you that the birds sing.

But you only text me when you are lonely and rough around the edges. Seeking the spark and intensity of us. Looking for the way I am quick to respond and quicker to strike, because everyone I have ever loved has left and I have been scarred by their departure. So despite all that I desire, I continue this act. This performance of nonchalance and distance, because I live for the moments we speak and I am scared that to drop the facade is to extend you an invitation to depart.

That to show you the tears and the ache as the loss, would only give you the opportunity to strike true instead of know me as I crave. K.R @10:54 6/16/23

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suckitupsunshine · 2 months

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the big, yellow moon, the sunset

honey moon, is a night crier for dust

filters sepia yet cool upon the pillow

alighting motes that hang on air, the sheets

sticking in my lungs, my dry eyes, settling

collecting in the corners of the room

the gentled floodlight of that satellite

pulls the tides and plucks at sleep

it lures small wing-ed things, it spills

around the blinds, creating shadow-puppetry

of furniture and clothes, suggesting life

to addled malleable mind, the moon

the big, beige moon, the loudest

lullaby, steadily traversing the sky

it doesn’t care that I am tired

the two-faced moon, gracing

all eyes, with only its best side

and here am I; how could I look away?

#poetry #poem #365 days of poetry #free verse #february 2024

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lookninjas · 10 months

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2025.

Late at the grocery store I make a bad joke to myself, startle a tourist, find myself thinking about Nick from college, that poem he wrote

"Taco, Taco, Taco Bell. Yeah."

It's weird, these things that lodge themselves sometimes in your heart

#365 #poetry #that's a real poem from college by the way #copyright nick r. s.#it's been twenty-five years and i'll never forget that poem

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inthepoemsandthesands · 10 months

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365, or: how things can change

i hit my one year duolingo streak today

one year ago, he would have been the first person i told

one year ago, i was mostly stable

one year ago i thought that i was at my peak, that things could not possibly get any better

well they certainly got a lot worse

one year ago i barely knew her

one year ago i barely knew myself

365 on duolingo

what will happen when i hit 730

#poetry #freestyle poetry #original poetry #original poem #poem #spilled thoughts #poets of tumblr #freestyle poem #original poet #spilled ink #duolingo #365 day streak #one year ago #if you had told me one year sgo #that i wouldn't be friends with him anymore #but that i would be okay and happy #i probably would have laughed in your face #time flies

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youngjaneiro · 1 year

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I've been hurt before

Tell me about war

Scars all over, what are we searching for?

Resourceful with these feelings of anguish

Could language be less dangerous?

To defuse a situation before we begin to aim with

Aggression, possession, depression

The question

What stops these feelings of war?

#short poetry #short poem #poets and writers #writing 365 #writing resources

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