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oni-monster63 · 9 days
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Since it's Poem in Your Pocket day I figure I'll show some personal poems I've made in creative writing class...
Haiku:
In this bright morning
The birds' chirps fill me with glee
Don't you hear them too?
Cherry blossoms bloom
Down they fall slowly for us
Bringing us great peace
Clerihew (best one):
People pass by and I say I'm fine
But really I think I broke my spine
I fell out of and am under this tree
Hey, does this yard even belong to me?
Palindrome:
You know that it's true
I have a fixation
Taiko's all that I do
When I'm on the Playstation
When I'm on the Playstation
Taiko's all that I do
I have a fixation
You know that it's true
Golden Shovel (also gonna show this one to my boyfriend):
I never guessed when I met you
It would influence all that I do
I don't believe all the ways you help
Cherish, love and care for me.
I know soon I'll have to leave your
Warm embrace, but I'll always love
You, and everything you do for me is
Everything to me, provides my heart's key.
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6peaches · 7 months
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Ted Kooser - Pocket Poem
If this comes creased and creased again and soiled as if I’d opened it a thousand times to see if what I’d written here was right, it’s all because I looked too long for you to put in your pocket. Midnight says the little gifts of loneliness come wrapped by nervous fingers. What I wanted this to say was that I want to be so close that when you find it, it is warm from me.
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buttonbax · 2 years
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I fucking love Poem in Your Pocket Day
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happyheidi · 1 year
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messy bookstores ♡
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quaranmine · 9 months
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i think the whole cringe is dead, radical sincerity, depth of genuine emotion, earnest effort, and unironic love thing that tumblr has going on the past few years has transformed my outlook on things and changed me for the better. but it does mean that now the people i know irl will give me strange looks for being too sappy or too poetic or too dedicated or too excited about about something because they're still stuck in their "well i only like this ironically" phase. guess that's their problem tho not mine <3
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asoftepiloguemylove · 11 months
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Hey! I hope you're doing well. I was wondering if you could make a web weave about how it's okay to be lonely or to not connect with people and how you're still human and normal and okay even if you think or actually don't have people who are close to you or if you have a hard time forming connections or holding on to them. It's cool if you don't, but thank you. Have a good day. <3
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i hope this is what you were looking for !! have a good day <33
Jenny Slate Little Weirds / Janet Fitch White Oleander / Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong / Heather Havrilesky Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World! / @sincerelyatticus / Anis Mojgani In the Pockets of Small Gods / Anis Mojgani Here I Am; Songs from Under the River: A Collection of Poetry
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godzilla-reads · 7 months
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“Fairies here your steps advance;
To the harp’s soft dulcet sound,
Let your footsteps lightly bound.
Unveil your forms to mortal eye.”
—Felicia Dorothea Hermans, “Invocation to the Fairies” (1812)
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always-coffee · 5 months
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Thank you
I think we fall a little bit in love a million times a day.
The way the light falls like fading starlight. The first sip of a hot beverage on a cold morning. The silly thing our dog or cat did. Or child. The way someone laughs. Old friends. New friends. That spark of connection, wherever it begins and wherever it may lead.
There is so much beauty in the world. And so much magick. It’s easy to overlook it or dismiss it as ordinary. But there’s nothing ordinary about the thing that light us up, that make the dark diminish. And I am constantly seeking out what shines, where I find it or create it. We are all meant to be lighthouses, in the end. I believe that.
Yesterday, I made a choice to let go of the idea of something and embrace what is. Sometimes, that can be hard to do, whether it’s intentional or not. But we are often so full of longing that it won’t fit into words. And we are, in one way or another, often chasing after one spark or another. Because it’s the light that matters. That makes the darkness into something less. And there are so many ways we accomplish that for ourselves and for each other.
I think connection is one of the most important things in life. The marrow of it. It’s the whole point of this mad world. I have friends living all across the globe. I have visited some of them, but not nearly enough. If you had told that to sixteen year old me, I would’ve thought you were daft. But it’s the truth. And I know the internet can be vile, but it has also made the world into a kind of cocktail bar with books. And I love that.
I have been privileged to make incredible friends. Those friends have supported me when I needed it, cheered me on, given me advice, made me laugh, held space for me when I’ve cried—often from the bigger-on-the-inside space within my phone. Pocket friends.
I’ve said this elsewhere, but if you have supported my poetry in some way—reading it, sharing it, telling me what it meant to you—thank you. It means more to me than I can articulate, but I am grateful. And, well, ’tis the season and all that.
XO
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lionofchaeronea · 9 days
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Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day, so here's a little poem I hope you'll like. (Please forgive my presumption in sharing one of my own--I couldn't resist.)
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BOTANICAL AUBADE
Waking just like a seed today:
drowsy heavy coat splits--
toes extend into the bedclothes, warm, dark, rooted--
arms above head rise, tug at shoulders--
on each hand pink jointed leaves shiver in thanks
for the taste of sunlight
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a-ramblinrose · 3 months
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The raindrops linger and shine like jewels!
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dostoyevsky-official · 4 months
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please don't memorize two-headed calf.
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I love the rhyming on ttpd. can only think of two examples currently but I know there’s more.
#the dancing phantoms on the terrace do they get second hand embarrassed#is e v e r y t h I n g#but also I can’t stop thinking about:#you. look. like. taylor swift. in this light—we’re lovin’ it#like just the flow. the cadence. not even just the rhyme but#her ease with language and playfulness with it and all the little pockets and corners of so many songs#even ones you think you don’t like. settle in with time!#like the thing about taylor is that she is VERY much a poet#in that some of her genius/way with words is innate#and the images and stuff she uses the turns of phrase can feel so garish and embarrassing on first listen#they JAR#but honestly I think it’s because she is truly …. new? she is doing something NEW#and the shock and outrage that always goes with new things is always present with a Taylor album#and I think she’s drawing on so much from the past to write but she is so deeply rooted in the present cultural moment#so it’s so easy to dismiss her writing on first glance as like. idk a college girl’s idea of poetry#as being too Stark or Melodramatic.#she loves OBVIOUS imagery and extremely dramatic ones too#but she isn’t actually just throwing stuff at the wall#because pretty much always. it starts to land and soften and settle#and the image she’s chosen has done its job of drawing you into a world#and/or communicating an emotion#and sometimes it’s so upsetting. like. get me out of the bedroom with Matty Healy taylor!!!!!!!!!! but. the art is art-ing!#I guess is what I’m saying. she’s good at this it isn’t just hype#but some of it really is that she’s taking us places we might not want to go or are so quick to pass judgment on#as being unworthy of a song or more importantly a poem. but present art HAS to do that#and does do it!!!!!! idk I am just. musing
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non-un-topo · 2 months
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Currently laughing because by the time the strike ends at my school, I'll come back with glasses and T voice
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moonchild-in-blue · 5 months
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- a little something i wrote back in 2019 -
a doddle from today ; the original poem and sketch
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"you ask me, lips pressed to vertebrae, about the ocean: does it weep for all those lost at sea; does it remember all it’s taken?"
Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!
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