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twiddlingthumbs101 · 1 year
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2020
Diamonds are forever
But who can you even trust
Make a purpose of yourself
Claiming to be tough
Craving good luck
Maybe found with a four leaf clover
You search in spaces
That never had luck before
Abandoned left you wondering why you feel
The need for more
Friendly and discrete
Yet you still feel incomplete
Stronger than most
He acts as if you are a ghost
Unaffected and unfair
Not the perfect pair
Love yourself but beware of this
If you let him,
He'll do more than kiss
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internetofwords · 1 year
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Answers to Nothing
#ProjectAzeroth Update: I think I'm ready to start writing my journey in what will be its final, narrative order... #WorldofWarcraft #poetry #poetryproject #InternetofWords
This week, for the first time, I had the opportunity to explain ‘the Project’ to someone who has no idea of the game behind it. It confirmed to me the belief that to ensure all this makes sense in the wider scheme of things, it probably can’t just be a bunch of poems. I’ve been playing around with the idea of ‘lyric essays’ for a while as a narrative accompaniment to this work, and also had the…
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ginzyblog · 2 years
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Lou Reed & Laurie Anderson, St Mark’s Church, December 1995 (photo by Allen Ginsberg, courtesy Stanford University Libraries/Allen Ginsberg Estate)
#loureed #laurieanderson #poetryproject #thepoetryproject #allenginsberg #stmarkschurch #thevelvetunderground (at St. Mark's Church in-the-Bowery)
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thepurplepoett · 4 years
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Age 11. The delicate signs of puberty erupt around me. My face is still my face, but painted a pattern I didn't choose. I have to shamefully pick out 10/12 panties knowing my best friend wore 5/6. We were in the 5th grade.
Age 13. I'm starting to grow into my curves and get embarrassed when I need pads. Why are these men staring at me like that? I wonder if this is how my body should exist. I am reminded I'm "always hungry". I didn't know it meant blasphemy.
Age 17. Pilates. I look in the mirror and think I am healthy. Why did my best friend call me "too skinny". Maybe I should eat a burger.
Age 20. I am surrounded by vultures who see open invitations to pick me apart. "Are you sure you can eat that?". I am confused. I still have to pick out 10/12 panties.
Age 23. It's hard to build a healthy relationship with your body when no matter the size, you are wrong. Why do I feel pretty when I'm hungry, yet sick and disgusting when I find myself savoring the taste of cake.
Maybe 11 year old me would know.
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mirrorworld12 · 4 years
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Fake fake world
Pretty pretty masks
Beautiful beautiful faces
So many things to hide.
mirrorworld12
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iamtenshidoom · 4 years
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My brain goes insane
When reality splits
I'm bipolar as fuck
So no I cant get a grip
All I crave is her face
And that taste of her lips
But I fucked it all up
Yeah I did it again
A whole piece of shit
Nah cannot pretend
I regret past mistakes
But then I fuck up again
I stay surrounded by people
But I dont know a friend
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Adelaide, Australia!!! This is so beautiful! A massive thanks to Skye and Atira, for having words from The Poetry Project on display in such a beautiful way! #thepoetryproject #MentalHealthMatters #MentalHealthAwareness #jamesmcinerney #poetry #poem
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fandearn · 5 years
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razor on your tongue
say my name
cut your lips
i’d let you bleed all over me
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A Lily
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The last time I fell in love, I was left a complete and total mess
Didn't think I'd make it out of the sorrow, the emptiness, the stress
But you came around and you're different, you're something so so new
I feel more than little flutters of wings when I come around you
You tell me that I'm beautiful but it's more than that, it's deep
You respect that im still vulnerable and you've held me as I weeped
You accept all of my weirdness and my ever changing moods
You say things like: -you're not moody at all. You're just misunderstood
And although I know you're fibbing, I cant help but to smile
Just when I've given up hope, you make all seem worthwhile
Think I may fall hard for you, tell me, are you into the geeky, loyal, passionately sensual type, like me?
And you say: -I don't know who let you go, but I think I never will-, and I smile so big, as you hand me a single black calla lily.
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sojc123 · 5 years
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JSOBB - Poem eighteen: "Girl Gone." #poet #poem #poets #poetry #lit #poetryisnotdead #writing #poetrycommunityofinstagram #writs #poetrycommunity #writer #lifeispoetry #literature #ipoet #poetrylover #brownbackground #igpoetry #poetryproject #iwrite #poetrychallenge #bymepoetry #rebellious #growingup #pain #poetrygram #teenager #globalpoetcult https://www.instagram.com/p/B2i0airFXMO/?igshid=yi5usoy3mjce
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twiddlingthumbs101 · 4 years
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Tell your tales but never tattle
You will come across several battles
But one thing you should always keep
Are the secrets that are all too deep
Certain things are better left unspoken
Never leave a promise broken
Regrets are nothing fun
So don't you tattle and become that one.
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ambrosialeemorganja · 5 years
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saturday: a stroll through polyamoryland
I slept in
sun peaking through the blinds
kissing my bare skin
I sat at the front my yoga mat
awakened my oil diffuser
and began my morning routine
I hopped on the back of his bike
slid my body against his
wrapping my arms around him
as we flew over the pavement
I walked around the street fair with Knox
it was our first public dyadic date
we added to a chalk mural
and surveyed trinkets
before stopping for lunch
and getting to know one another better
I received a call from my husband
he had to stay at work late again
but he was fortunately able to get off
early enough for me to cheer him up
I took him on a scooter adventure
down to the water of the willamette
as the sun set and the stars appeared
we rode through the streets of the city
and ended up taking an elevator
up to the 30th floor of the
tallest building in Oregon
I ate dinner with Bridges
with a gorgeous view behind us
our bellies full of delicious food
falling more and more in love with each other
I ended the night by taking
our catdog, Zephyr, on a walk
through our quaint little neighborhood
whilst stargazing, reflecting
and reassuring my life partner
I had the most amazing day
and I am full of love and gratitude
for everyone that I am privileged enough
to spend this life with
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thepurplepoett · 4 years
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The moon moves the waters of the seas...you+me. Tides change, when time remains the same. Our bodies contain 60% water, so I'm sure you can imagine the fucking hurricane that goes on in my veins when you stare at me with your icy gaze. I melt into the constellations that blend into the sky like a beautiful painting... The moon told me I move you just the same.
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mirrorworld12 · 4 years
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I have loved
loved too deeply
Yes stopping was an option
But it wasn't in me to make it a choice
mirrorworld
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atutje · 5 years
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REMIX THE CLICHÉ PT. 1 || A little mini project where I use the famous lines of a poem and remix it to make it my own. More silly and relatable ones to come! #rosesareredvioletsareblue #poetry #poem #lovepoem #love #remix #cliche #cliches #project #poetryproject #remixthecliche https://www.instagram.com/p/B1g5TBznLgF/?igshid=114s74m6lik9f
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David Anders collab! #vampirediaries #izombie
David Anders collab!! #vampirediaries #izombie
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3 dates, 3 poems!
Poem 1 ‘Masterpiece’ OUT NOW (Below)
Poem 2 on 1st Aug.
Poem 3 on 5th September.
As part of The Poetry Project, I am very honoured and excited to have David Anders voice 3 of my pieces! He is best known for his roles as Julian Sark on Alias, as Adam Monroe on Heroes, as John Gilbert in the TV…
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