#unpublished poems

[derangedrhythms]

Stevie Smith, All the Poems; Unpublished Poems, ‘Death’

TEXT ID: There's a great many things I'd rather not be than dead And this is the thought that runs for ever in my head When I'm sitting alone or lying on my bed

#stevie smith #all the poems #unpublished poems #poetry #excerpts #death

[texaschainsawmascara]

The Thing Is - Ellen Bass / The Unpublished Poems of E.E. Cummings / Birthday - Andrea Gibson

#parallels #web weaving #comparatives #the thing is #ellen bass #e.e. cummings #ee cummings #birthday #andrea gibson #lit #literature #writing #prose #poems #poem #poetry #the unpublished poems of e.e. cummings #the unpublished poems of ee cummings

[cactuseri]

yeah yeah i know richard siken is woefully over-quoted on this site but “there’s a part in the movie where you can see right through the acting, where you can tell that i’m about to burst into tears, right before i burst into tears,” hey what if i walk into traffic. idk why that line rips my heart out every time but it does

#literally one of my issues w poetry is i get SOOO attached to one authors style and then my brain doesnt wanna read anything else #in no particular order i like #1. siken #2. one unpublished author on here who ran a blog thats now deleted and i probably wont ever read their writing again #(thank god i bought pdfs of all their available work at the time and printed it out and bound it. thank god) #3. a boy who was one of my closest friends ever but hasn’t written back in 6 years and idk why and it hurts but i still buy his poetry books #4. the minecraft end poem #5. kafka’s depressing diary entries #of course i read more poetry than that! i think everyone should #but i cant reallyyyy get into anything else. so far. #seri.txt

[lauramaywrite]

In winter I feel like a kid again

November’s end saw long drives, eyes 

damp with everything I left unsaid

back in a childhood bed with my feet at the head

All of the windows are foggy,

but the sky clears after the storms

starlight embracing the snow

I look on like it’s a secret revealing

how one could love something so bitter cold, and delicate

I could be loved too,

Winter, 

won’t you soften me?

#poetry #original poetry #poet #prose poetry #winter #yearning #original writing #creative writing #unpublished #poets on tumblr #nature poetry #mary oliver #inspired #poem #original lyrics

[reviving-nikola]

An Eyegaze Is A Yawning Aperture

2 excerpts from my book of poems chronicling my own bourgeoning womanhood, s*x work, addiction, recovery, love, lust, divorce & the passage of time. digital copies available for purchase.

#mine #my poem #poems on tumblr #recovery #unpublished #Nikola Scannell

[catilinas]

why SHOULDNT i write another poem about beetles. if you do it enough times it’s not repetitive it just becomes a Motif. <- real

#suffering and dying because i want to Post Beetle Poem. vs retaining unpublished and mysterious swag #today. beetle poem…… 2! #gorse valentine’s beautiful metaphorical sisters. who are beetles. #beeps

[highwaymouse]

Delicatula (2023)

#art #poetry #poem #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #poet #poets on tumblr #writing #creative writing #creative work #unpublished #sapphic #sapphic poetry

[sunstorearchives]

//PIECES

Q: How many times can we fall down before we break?

A: We were broken way before we realised. It’s too late now that our broken pieces- jagged, abrading against each other are already worn down and wouldn’t fit together. Hoping to complete us, we hurt (us) each other with our broken pieces, trying to align.

MIRA

#poemsbyme #my writing #aesthetic writing #deep quotes #original poetry #spilled writing #literature #poets and writers #original writing #sad thoughts #sad poem #sad poetry #spilled quotes #aesthetic quotes #quoteoftheday #quotes #life quote #unpublished #free verse #relationship #growth #realisation #self worth #self healing #hurt/comfort #late night thoughts #journal #notes #feelings

[evakaln]

Let love be here

even through the ravages of times.

Let love live.

Orient our souls to soar above

voracious powers that consume,

like napalm,

everything.

Behold

everyone,

here rests the truth,

that everyone misled by selfish hungers

ravages the hearts of innocents and leaves them

empty.

.

#poems on tumblr #poem #acrostic #2024 #unpublished author #canadian literature #literature #emergingartist #trending #social media #creative writing #creative nonfiction #poetry #love poem #spilled poetry #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #original poem #fashion #what to read #everyone #love #lit #english literature #life #writing prompt #psychology #current events #breaking news #news

[aixelasage]

This poem is called “Words and Phrases”, I wrote this right around the time of George Floyd’s death.

Black lives matter,

Black lives,

Black,

Black lives are in danger.

He was doing something illegal,

He was doing something,

He was,

He was innocent.

Make America great again,

Make America great,

Make America,

Make America accept us.

I can't breathe,

I can't,

I,

I can't make mistakes.

No justice, no peace,

No justice,

No,

No justice has been served.

When the looting starts the shooting starts,

When the looting starts,

When,

When will our voices be heard?

#black is beautiful #blacklivesmatter #black tumblr #original poem #poetry #spilled thoughts #unpublished

[anxsity]

E.E. Cummings, "You Are Tired (I Think)" from Etcetera: The Unpublished Poems

#ee cummings #ur right mr.cummings i am tired #poetry #pretty words #etcetera the unpublished poems #you are tired (i think)

[aquarda]

Jim Morrison, The Desert (Unpublished Lyrics)

#jim morrison #james douglas morrison #unpublished lyrics #lyrics #poems #words #fragments #poems and writings #writings #60s #poetry #lit #literature

[perpetuallyanhedonic]

i yearn, and i ache,

i sob, and i shake,

for a taste of your honeyed lies lips,

upon my tongue.

i’ll savor your taste,

the heat of your scent,

memorize the lines

and curvature

of your face

until i can trace

a master piece, you are.

a woeful writer, i

long for a glance

a gaze to be set

upon my stained soul

to be seen

as not my curves

not only used

to be discarded of

when you’re satisfied.

i wish

for a reunion of two.

the strangers that we are

having never touched

never in sync

so i only watch

from afar

care and worry

for a stranger who

only sees

and desires

only my body.

#daddy issues #eldest sibling #mommy issues #death depression sad self written #yearning #lovewins #wlw post #wlw yearning #wlw mood #self sabatoge #the soldier #the poet #writing #writerslife #writer things #poetry #my post #poems and poetry #prose poem #unpublished #excerpts #things i’ll never say out loud #usedcore

[sfsucw]

2023 Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Contest

Submit one humor poem to Winning Writers’ 2023 contest to win $2,000 and online publication. Accepts published and unpublished work.

Judged by Jendi Reiter and Lauren Singer

Deadline: April 1

https://www.newpages.com/blog/where-to-submit/writing-contests/february-2023-elitpak-2023-wergle-flomp-humor-poetry-contest/

#submissions #poetry #contest #poetry contests #poet #poem #unpublished #publication

[inksplashgirl]

poison II

I don't know what's wrong

and I don't care

I'll drop to my knees and plead

with whatever is hurting you

to stop staining something so pure

if I can, I'll scream it deaf

if I can, I'll paralyze it

and if I can't, I'll hold your hand

and suck the poison out of your blood

with every breath I have

because nothing hurts me

like watching you choke

on this invisible toxin.

#poison #written when someone I love was struggling #We're going through my drafts and publishing a freak ton #so prepare yourselves #this is a second part to an unpublished poem about hurting the same person with my love #hey sun #I know you'll see this #so hey- I love you #writer #writeblr #poetess #kisses #hopelessly in love #hopelessly devoted to you #love #poet #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled poem #spilled words #spilled prose #writerscreed #poetry #poets #quotes #prose poetry #spilled poetry #wnq poetry #spilled writing #prose poem

[thedeathczar]

:::November 11th, 2021:::

Maybe you've thought about sun rays before

Hanging hollow in dust, morning still on the brink

Of infinite.

And some mornings, lying in bed with the air

So cold that I refuse to move,

I see you there.

Transforming protons into works of art

Illuminated skin beckoning a kiss

And a wonder of the composition of matter

How hard it must have had to try

To be something as beautiful as you.

#poetry #journal #poem #journaling #love poem #love #handwriting #unpublished #writing feels #writing