#e.h poetry

[goddess-of-alchemy]

#alchemy #authencity #depths #wild woman #quotes #poetry #e.h.

[imkeepinit]

#poetry #self #e.h

[melatone]

destructive mistake

I hate that my destructive habits could never be simple.

I guess it could have never been surface level for you. (It always was for me). Maybe I made you feel bad for lusting after someone who would've readily bled out on the bathroom floor. You offered to stitch up my self-inflicted, destructive tendencies. You asked me to live for you on the second day of a drunken haze (I didn't care to even remember your name, this wasn't about sacrifice or love in the first place.)

You started keeping a first-aid kit on the living room floor, a sick routine. You asked me at work, pleaded me to keep it clean. (As if you had any comments to make about being clean.) Maybe you thought physically stitching someone up lessened the sickness of your overwhelming lust. Of a hunger never fed, one that's destroying forests. A thirst never quenched, leaving you to lick sand. (I'm still a national wonder, even burnt.)

Lust is a different animal, a ravenous monster that blurs and disrupts any perceived sense of care or remorse. (Are you even capable of remorse?)

-E.H

#writing #vent #vent writing #women #assault #poetry #e.h #original work #original #greed #sad poetry

[parish-in-hell]

#e.h. #life #literature #poetry #life is strange #writing #Depths #depths

[adreamermanque]

You can write for hours on hours, Of all the things that you wish you could be, But the truth of the matter is simple, People are not poetry, And I know that you wish you weren't awkward That sweet words could roll right off your tongue, But your time here's too short just to worry, How each single sentence is strung, It's okay to be rough round the edges, To be bruised up and broken and scarred, But it's okay to let people tell you, That it's a reason to change who you are, Your hair doesn't always sit neatly, The way a poem sits so neatly in lines, And sometimes you might feel like a word, That nobody has learn to define, You might not be a star that lights darkness, Or a bird that can teach us to soar, But it's okay not to know what you're doing, Since your feelings don't have all rhyme Though a poem once complete is eternal, You have the freedom to change over time, You're much more than can ever be written, There is no title to say, " This Is Me", You can't be trapped in the lines of a notebook, Because people are not poetry.

People Are Not Poetry By: Erin Hanson

#people are not poetry #poetry academia #poemsociety #poemsdaily #poem #poetsandwriters #poets #english #poetry #english poetry #eric hanson #e.h #deep poems #quotes #deep quotes

[fandomtrash0509]

By E.H

She smelled of books and stories, Of all the worlds she'd lived within, As though the ink had left the pages, To find a new home in her skin, She didn't quite belong here, Lived a life within her head, Like she'd slipped out from the covers, Of a paperback instead, And you'd see it in her eyes, That they were deeper than a well, She was a whole library of stories, That we'd beg of her to tell, When she spoke the world would listen, To the adventures of her mind, For if there's such a thing as magic, Then it was something she could find, And her heart and looked much further, Then her eyes had ever seen, She'd walked on words to places, Her two feet had never been, It's years now since she moved, And we all failed to keep in touch, So her memory's all faded, Like a book you've read too much, But if she hoped to leave us ink-stained, She should know she did succeed, For even now we all still look for her, In every book we read.

#e.h #love poetry #words #poets on tumblr #feelings #reader #books

[waddingham]

it's midnight in paris and the weather won't stop shouting about you.

i don't mind thunderstorms usually (i like the reminder that even the sky gets agry) but the rain on the river sounds like your name and i don't like the way the clouds press so heavy.

i want clear skies and stars. i want soft winds and quiet. instead i have rage, and a bed that's too big because you are not in it.

e.h.

I'm sorry

don't apologize i love random poetry in my inbox

#anon #this is Them but not about each other this is them when we meet them #and the thunderstorms they dont know they need #and beds that are missing the wrong person

[goffjames]

Spotlight Poetry - Lines Written by a Bear of Very Little Brain - A Poem from Winnie-the Pooh by A. A. Milne

© “Kanga and Baby Roo Come to the Forest” illustrated by E.H. Shepard (pub. by Methuen & Co. Ltd, London). Lines Written by a Bear of Very Little Brain by A. A. Milne From Winnie-the-Pooh Chapter 7 1926 ‘I am a bear of Very Little Brain, and long words bother me.’ On Monday, when the sun is hotI wonder to myself a lot:“Now is it true, or is it not,“That what is which and which is what?” On…

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#A. A. Milne #Art Music Photography Poetry Quotations #Author #Goff James Art Music Photography Poetry Quotations #goffjamesart #Illustration #Lines Written by a Bear of Very Little Brain #Painting #Poem #Poet #Poetry #Winnie-the-Pooh

[goddess-of-alchemy]

#alchemy #poetry #bibliophile #quotes #relationship #lonliness #e.h.

[invnciblesummer]

— The Wolf by e.h

@zutaramonth​ Day 11: Lady of the Moon

#i think this poem is reflective of zuko's pov singing katara's praises #and let's admit it #he would definitely be the type to do that through poetry #after all this is the 'you rise with the moon. i rise with the sun.' boy we're talking about #katara #zutara #zutara month 2021 #zk month #zutara month #zutara gifset #katara gifset #atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #e.h #poetry #flashing gif tw #tw flashing #my gifs #my gifset #ana’s creations

[melatone]

I wish I could create breathtaking poetry that paints the indigos and yellows of the bruises. A melodic flow that sang the chorus of our screaming matches. There wasn't poetry in your fists, or the consistent taste of fear. The yellow of your dog teeth and leash around my neck, what were our roles? The lashing out of an animal backed into a corner, and the lock on the cage. Watching you hurt me was never breathtaking, no matter the hues of the blue, or the painting of the picture.

-My abuse wasn't pretty and didn't make me a better writer. Why?

E.H

#abuse #abusive relationsip #dv #domestic violent relationships #domestic violence #vent #vent writing #poetry #vent poetry #poem #lyrics #song #music #possibly triggering #tw #triggering #relationship #breakup #ex

[imaginemirage]

"I tried to write stories about the boy with a bull head

but they always came out too angry.

Loose-limbed teenage boy with legs like iron

and skin gold, gold, gold.

A name like stars, fists like weapons.

White teeth and yellow horns.

Neglect like a brand, like he earned it.

What do you do when they built you your own nightmare?

Do you eat the others or do you eat yourself?

Bull's bellows shaking an entire fractious island;

a girl in the shadows who'll wear stars one day.

A sister's red sweet mouth at the entrance to

an endless maze, string dripping between milk-white fingers.

Mercy, she whispers into the night terror, eyes flickering,

I'm sending you mercy."

e.h.

#e.h. #quote #poetry #poem #poet #mythology #greek mythology #minotaur #myth #maze #poor boy #trapped #terror #sympathy for monsters

[vkave]

There's a truth not many know,

And about the World while you're asleep:

That the wind slips through your window,

To steal the secrets that you keep,

And if you don't believe me,

Then you're welcome to your doubt,

But have you ever stopped to wonder,

What it's whispering about?

What else in the World,

Could make the treetops bend and sway,

But the weight of all the words,

that no one ever dared to say?

And since it's while you're sleeping,

Secrets are easiest to take,

It's no surprise those with the deepest,

Are the ones kept wide awake.

- e.h

#quotes #writing #aesthetic #words #short reads #book quotes #literature quotes #classic literature #literature #english literature #books #sayings #e.h #poetic #poem #poets #poets on tumblr #poetsandwriters #poetry #prose #prose writing #night thinking #secrets #writer #writings

[letthesparksdance]

#e.h #e.h poetry #poet #poetry #poem #shallow mind

[is-that-an-error]

#writers and poets #poetic #poem #poetry #romantic academia #academia aesthetic #chaotic academia #dark academia #light academia #picture from pinterest #don't exactly know who the person e.h is but it's from them

[letsadventure]

I need to realize I have miracles bursting at my seams.

I am not my flawed curves.

I am not my trauma.

Or my gappy teeth.

The stars in the night sky run deep through my veins.

I have magic of the universe seeping through the tips of my fingers.

I create life.

And eyes deep as the sea.

His fleeting affections are not my worth.

You think you can defined me, that my being is a door that a single key unlocks.

I hold an untamed ocean with constant changing tides.

I am home to endless mountains, with tips that touch the sky.

I feel in waves of sunshine, or unrelenting rains.

Don’t tell me that you know me. That “this right here is all you are.”

I am the universe in motion, for I was born from the stars.

#poetic #poem of the day #poetry #journal #wise words #define me #my words #e.h #remix