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arseholism · 1 day
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Let the darkness consume me, let the shadows creep in..
Let the nights turn darker, let the lights turn dim..
Let’s rejoice in the abyss where the scary monsters run free..
I’m not scared, I’m not scared! Let me be, let me be!
Let the pain settle in my heart, let my soul slowly rot away..
Let my mind go bleak, let my thoughts decay..
Let’s rejoice in the abyss where the nightmares turn real..
I’m not scared, I’m not scared! Let me feel, let me feel!
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"Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know."
- Catherine Fisher
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BES Poetry Prompt
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I'll be posting prompt words every week or so for all those fans who have an interest in both Blue Eye Samurai and poetry...
My main interest is Japanese micropoetry like haiku, tanka, and haibun, but all poetry is welcome! Please note that the 5-7-5 syllable structure is NOT a requirement and is something of a myth (https://www.graceguts.com/essays/urban-myth-of-5-7-5). Even Japanese haikuists don't use it, unless they're writing in a very traditional style.
This week's prompt words are:
⚔️ mixed metal ⚔️
Leave your poem in the replies!
Resources:
How to write haiku: https://www.ahapoetry.com/Bare%20Bones/bbtoc%20intro.html
About tanka: https://www.graceguts.com/essays/what-is-tanka
About haibun: https://www.graceguts.com/haibun
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hayatheauthor · 23 days
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"Why do you care so much about accidentally leaving people out?" Because I've had friend groups where they were the planets and I was their Pluto.
I've had friend groups where our dynamics revolved around a Sun, with everyone vying for their attention if only to bask in their light for a mere moment. Where our thinly strung bonds collapsed the second our Sun left.
I've had friend groups where they bonded as Saturn's rings, finding solace in their shared shortcomings while isolating those more talented than them.
But I've also had friend groups where we bond as Neptune and Uranus—so similar we could be known as twins. Friend groups like Venus and Earth: so awfully different, yet it was those differences that kept us together.
And I would rather create a social system like the latter than the former.
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fsnavratil · 1 month
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one day i'll come home again
//fs navratil
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— Carolina Outcrop
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ssssshunyaa · 5 months
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shannennicole · 2 months
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Ugly black moths
When I’m with you I feel the familiar flutter of butterflies in my stomach.
When I think of what we are or what we aren’t the little creatures beg to be acknowledged.
I smile a little at their presence.
Knowing that they are there for you and me.
But as quickly as my smile forms, it fades.
And I come to a more sinister realization as the flutter becomes more of a pounding.
I cringe at the thought that troubles me.
I know I am right.
The butterflies aren’t fluttering about.
They are not happy for us.
They are trying to escape.
They are trying to get out of me.
To warn me.
To plead with me not to do this.
To not let this happen again.
But I did.
So they flutter.
No not flutter.
Pound.
They pound until there is no boundary between them and the outside world.
My skin screams as they come blistering out.
No butterflies in sight.
These were pestering, ugly black moths.
I could hear them begging me to just see what was in front of me.
There were never butterflies in my stomach.
But sweet ugly black moths coming to warn me.
To show me exactly what your heart looks like.
They tell me it resembles an ugly black moth.
S.N
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junexsleepyy · 20 days
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You’re my favorite voice to hear, every time you speak to me.
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dumblr · 29 days
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I don't love casually. When I love, it's fierce. It's my soul ripped wide open and raw. It's my whole heart on display. It's all I have and everything I know, handed over to you, like a gift. And I hope you unwrap it gently.
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ardent-reflections · 11 months
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Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.
Nayyirah Waheed
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coffeexxcigarettes · 1 month
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Flambe
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Go on and worship me.
I'll let the flames
Ignite and swallow me whole.
I'll burn from the inside,
With a smile,
Watch me take control.
Try not to be surprised,
When you see how fast I change.
You think you know all about fire,
But I burn hotter in the rain.
x
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thehartster-blog · 4 months
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Going through the motions
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wlwdaydreamms · 5 months
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If I can't have you in this life, I hope you leave my heart alone. I hope my heart beats for someone else. Someone that will feel the same way about me.
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katherine-ophelia · 1 year
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You know when it’s raining heavily and you drive under a bridge? When it gets quiet for just a second, it seems as if everything stops? That’s how I felt when I was with you; my thoughts became sluggish and your warmth surrounded me — we were undeniably entangled.
i. Now that my bridge is gone, I’ve embraced my hurricane.
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storytimewriting · 27 days
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More Than Fucking
“Fucking” is too vulgar for what we do, But I don’t want to call it making love When I haven’t yet said that to you.
I could pretend it doesn’t affect me But I’m not sure it would be believable When you touch me so intensely.
You treat my body as a temple. You make me want to worship you- The way you have me shake and tremble.
I’ve never considered myself religious, But when I’m on my knees before you My emotions are prodigious.
While it’s too soon to call this what it feels, Just know I’ll never call it fucking- What we do is far too real.
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