#untitled poetry

[persuasivestrawberryafternoons]

[Untitled Poetry] 10/12/23

I couldn’t speak your name

I knew it 

But I couldn’t say it

To have your name dance

 off my tongue

Would have given me away

And I can’t let that happen

Not again

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[dandelionsinthepavement]

untitled : not yet dead corpses and rotting flowers from a long dead childhood

between rotting floorboards lay bloodstained flowers, above them

are weeping flowers at my bedside, Among them, rotting daisies. Dying, like everything else.

I have not yet known anything untouched by death, I have not yet known to live without the rot.

I lay wondering about the flowers that will rot with me, on my casket, or by my grave. presumably none.

why taint something so precious with the memory of me?

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[brightstreetcity]

Untitled 179

It’s funny how a split second decision

can form a path toward eternity

with the complex precision

of a surgeon with a scalpel,

etching an eternal path across skin,

scar tissue that remains, a memory of pain

we felt so long ago.

And it’s funny how those scars, though healed,

the wounds, though sealed,

have the ability to trigger those deep-seated fears,

the ghosts of our past, they can feel so real.

Haunting our waking moments as often as the shores of distant dreamlands,

living in our dreams, taking residence in the spaces of our minds,

building castles in our hearts, tearing out old seams.

The winding paths we follow, forgetting old ways,

the familiar routes of our youth.

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[untitled-bumblebee]

Untitled #16

You will probably never understand me

You will never understand the feelings

Of a chest burning and stinging

Like thousands of bee stings

Of tears that don’t fall

Because the water was wasted on you

Never understand the anger and hatred

That was thought to be impossible

Never understand the sleepless nights

The shakey legs

You.

You will never understand how I loved you

You who I thought deserved the world

You who I thought deserved me

You will never understand how beautiful we were

12/20/2022

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[autoaxiology]

Untitled

Oh what is a cog without the other?

Independent?

Hardly.

Turning in perpetuity.

Its motions sending echos,

Which fall on no ears.

Whatever productivity has it inherently?

None.

A speaker in the infinites of space,

Is of no use without a conductor.

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[soracities]

Ramy al-Asheq, Four Untitled Prose Poems ("Poem #1"), trans. Levi Thompson [ID'd]

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[simply-eno]

I keep picturing a perfect moment of touch, nothing but pure intimacy and bliss in a second before it's gone. Lips pressed to cheeks wet with joy, or a hand comforting the loneliness without ploy. In an airport, or in a park, or in an apartment far away, I keep picturing a perfect moment of touch in the promise of someday.

#poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #my writing #prose #untitled

[anxious-shapeshifter]

I’d sooner welcome oblivion, that blissful nonexistence,

Than spend an eternity

With a god who loathes the human condition.

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[cssnder]

As promised and as per your votes on my last poll, here's an excerpt from my untitled novel.

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[lifeinpoetry]

— Brenda Hillman, from "::[untitled]::," In a Few Minutes Before Later

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[plakichu]

Untitled

I don't know if you're fading,

I'm scared of the unknown,

It tears my heart to shreds,

Infinitesimal shreds of lost hope.

And to hell and back with it.

I'm not losing hope.

I'm losing a piece of me

That I should've lost a long time ago.

And I feel better about you,

About me too.

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[persuasivestrawberryafternoons]

[Untitled Poetry 11/10/23]

I brew tea each time I see you

I let you try the flavors you don’t have

And pour the cups you hate down the drain

I taught you how to let it steep

And how to sweeten it

Sugar, honey, whipping cream

I showed you in my way

And this is how I love you

And you don’t need to say it back

The way your glasses fog up with the first sip

Is more than enough

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[will2will2will2]

raindrops tickle the rooftops and kiss the

gutters, pouring out into the

street, coursing through the

shutters and into the

sheets, below where you left the

window open in the

bedroom, last week,

and when i walk in,

despite the rain and the

snow and the sleet, i find the

picture is incomplete without the

open window, even though the

heat scampers like a rat out the

crack and runs down the

block, warming the beat,

because the window opens

into those last banner days before

you made yourself the falling water

that pools in my eyes

and stings bittersweet.

++will2 11/25/2023++

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[brightstreetcity]

Untitled 178, “for Nick, on his birthday”

and I love you

without any intention

the way flowers in the springtime lean toward the light

the way the sun can’t help but to kiss the horizon as it rises into the sky

I love you

more each time your name passes from my lips

as if each utterance is another lap around the board,

passing go,

collecting $200 worth of emotion

I love you

every time I hear your laugh inside my head

each time I think of things you’ve said

When I am lonely or

when I am alone

I love you

because you are with me

no matter where I am

or where I go

I love you

even though you’re gone.

…in memory of my best friend who passed away unexpectedly on July 1, 2018. I love you, Nicky.

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[birgerbosbach]

my hands don't belong to me they were stole from someone who you could put trust into they carry only my strings too heavy is the world around them

the spring has never been this rainy cold wind rushes through my hallway down into the kitchen, felling sorry for me and the dishes in my sink

there's no silence not a moment's refuge without you

my hands belong to you now grafted onto arms that need them more I gave them up, offered them your strings are feathers on the wind

sunlight reflects off a waterfall drawing shapes across the ceiling

there's silence in you

and rest and sleep and tomorrow

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[steamboat-baby]

oh to be loved in the way that hozier sings about loving a woman

i want to be your manic rhapsody

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