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putah-creek · 1 year

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When I die, let me sleep in the rain that falls on the trees, in the rain that falls on the ocean. Let me sleep easy in the wetness that brings life to the earth.

james lee jobe

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dialogues-across-centuries · 1 year

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Literary Liturgy

We salivate for salvation...

"O deliver us deliverance! Please, pry us from our prison cells of incidental innocence!"

This is the summit of submission;

w/ listlessness we listen in on endless inquisitions, content to be conditioned into penitent positions.

The Individual has ended;

each sycophantic Sisyphus insists that it's his purpose to decrystallize his chrysalis of sentimental servitude —

But our internment is internal:

We commiserate w/ misery, pursued in our pursuits by phantasmagoric phantoms thru imaginary imagery.

To excel in the external,

we must demystify this mystery of insistent inconsistency w/ exceptionless acceptance & relentless receptivity.

Let's salute the soul's solution to dissolve all disillusion — now we're indifferent to the difference, absolved of this illusion!

— T.M.P.

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elleestbelleetellerit · 2 years

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Arranged for your studying pleasure, Charles Bernstein’s POEM PROFILER. Got a poem to study and it’s just too opaque? Found a poem you love and want to write something similar? Want to analyse your own work? The POEM PROFILER is for you!

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marigoldjesus · 1 year

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Coochie ( a bedtime story) production. It was romantic when the ceiling was no longer there but a night sky of alien superstars throwing condoms like confetti. Jupiter 4 moons spitting off the edge of the world. Nudes in the pool and a black bathing suit on the ladder. Fingertips interlocking. I taste like cherry flavored funk with a princess diana. The stero driver beating in the rhythm of my heartbeat. I am the woman that loves you but I'm static noise to you but it doesn't matter we might be dead by tomorrow.

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fraiserire · 1 year

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Did you ever think that maybe I’m just different?

I don’t care what they look like,

who they love, what gender they choose to be or feel they are that day,

I care about their heart, their soul, their bright as the stars spirit, the way they treat others with kindness and respect that is often not shared with them.

They way the show grace and compassion, as you don’t even though it’s the very thing your church teaches that you cower behind thinking it’ll help your hypocritical point of view.

Race, gender, who we love, cultures, religion, why does it matter so much? Aren’t we all divine beings of light? Shouldn’t we treat each other as so?

Did you ever think maybe I just want to spread love and kindness? Despite our “differences?”

When did you stop loving with an open heart?

- A. Nicole. M

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mirrorworld12 · 2 years

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Hands know little things

Hands have held and let go

Hands know warmth and emptiness

Hands have written tragedies and ruins

before heart even knew.

So one day we have to cut the hands

before the ruin of heart reach to them.

Hands are precious so I hold them

Whenever I can.

Hands are gripping so it let go

even when I did not wanted to.

Hands shiver when things go wrong

Hands tell me most of the time

What is wrong.

I look for them in crowd

they reach out to me in fright.

Hands I say are like dutiful lover

Going through life and breaking all the mirror.

Ayana

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womenareonline · 2 years

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#mypoems #poetry #poets #female poets #young poets #writers and poets #poets corner #poets on tumblr #poetscommunity #poetsclub #poetscollective #poets of tumblr

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poet2cope · 1 year

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Decades happen

Mailboxes fill Tanks roll out east Heads roll at least In metaphor

A coward still But no one else Will lead the dance The way they should

I wonder: will God save the king?¹ And crush the ring Of broken oaths?

To shoot to kill Is not my plan I just can’t stand The lies I lived The lives I lost And all the lows Along the run.

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¹The author suggests snickering when this line is read aloud.

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writingsandfandoms · 2 years

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Worth Every Breath //#totalreposttuesday to this very old piece from 2016, aka the OG poetry community days. In honor of #mentalhealthawarenessmonth 💚💚💚💚 • • #MBS #poem #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetscollective #oldiebutgoodie #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #writer #writingcommunity #writing #writerscommunity #writerscommunity #writtenword #spilledthoughts #spilledink #instapoet #instapoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/CdYr8SpuF_R/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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mariecadette · 2 years

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#poetry #short poem #poem #poetrylovers #poetic #poets on tumblr #poets corner #poetscollective #writerslife #poetscommunity #my poem #poetsandwriters

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putah-creek · 1 year

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The instructions said to plant the seed in moist soil and then worship whatever grows there. The wind whispered to me as I turned the soil.

james lee jobe

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devonellington · 7 months

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It’s tomorrow! See you at 11 AM!

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notyourdaddesigns · 2 years

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Is there anything more poetic

Than the way you shape my name

On your lips

And let it

Melt

Off of your tongue.

-vm

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escapeluminary · 3 years

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we’re a free verse poem that never rhymed syllables batten on different pages; I was one step forward you were two steps back always on a waltz on crumpled paper. we were two lines that thrived through broken stanzas and in crashed out letters we came to close; but though I was a morning sigh to your seeking sunset though I loved you too soon and you loved me too late though we were a ballad of unsynchronized heartbeats, darling, we were poetry— if only tragic.

— kirstie mae kate

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mortalghost · 3 years

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So many songs to sing your praise, So many words to make fill a day. So many rhymes, with voices raised, Another second in your presence.

While hymns are sung to alight souls, While winds soothe, and calm from storms While rains fall leading to where the river flows, Another memory of you awakens.

Recharge the spirit of a forgotten wanderer Who has filled the need with your life, enamored. A truly devoted spirit left to ponder, Another lifetime searching for a like-minded essence..

Accept the hallowed whispers offered as tribute For a heart that completes itself with you.

-H. Murcia 7/18/2021 4:16 PM

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faye-poems · 2 years

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#poetry #poetrylovers #poetryart #poets on tumblr #poetrysociety #poetrycommunity #poetryisart #poetryislife #poetryislove #poets of tumblr #poetsandwriters #poets corner #poets club #poetscollective #orginal poem #orginal poetry #poemsdaily #spilled ink #spilled words

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