#lilysofthefield

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

Cinco De Mono

I was tagged by the man who puts the banana in bananahammock, @definegodliness, to answer 5 questions. Thanks!

1. A song I would like played at my funeral: Yngwie Malmsteen ~ Prelude to April. One, Malmsteen is my favorite guitar God. Two, Prelude to April is beautiful. Three, my birthday is in April.

2. A book I enjoy rereading: It should come as no surprise to those who know me here...Stephen King's IT!! Brilliance. The best-crafted book regardless of genre.

3. Last new movie that I watched for fun: Top Gun: Maverick...because ~ that's why. You can't judge me.

4. An old movie I enjoy rewatching: Tombstone! Nuff said!

5. A song I enjoy but doesn't fit my aesthetic: Tones And I ~ Dance Monkey

TAGGING: @noorshirazie; @vbkpoetry; @daisylongmile; @fantodsdhrit; @gracebriarwoodwrites; @heartofmuse; @justscribbledwords; @kristensnotebook; @lilysofthefield; @creatingnikki; @moderateclimates; @eternallycoilingserpent-blog

[poetic22justice]

Inspiration a poem for lilysofthe field

Where is my inspiration

Did it vanish without trace?

Lost inside my feelings

Of my once familiar place

What was my inspiration?

Was it unrequited love

Or the emptiness inside me

That fits just like a glove

Who is my inspiration?

A figure from my past?

Or someone in my present

The choices way to vast

Become my inspiration

Free me from these chains

Take away the darkness

So that I can breathe again.

Poetic22justice 03.11.2017

[writteninjoy2]

My Tumblr Crushes:

allnightsong

just-4-thrill

mystrangesilhouettes

writerscreed

shipshapewithsliders

lilysofthefield

indifferentsocks

poetryriot

connie-awanderingsoul

[vernonwaahere]

I feel my heart flutter like an accidental In your favorite classical tune I feel my heart utter like a ghost note Like the way it’s still a watch Has a clockmaker Someone has to make the clock As if your grade was dependent on your temperature Traits and trademarks do wear off but Today needs to stay away Memories like row row row your boats tied together to unmade plans in a dry riverbed the beers, the tobacco, the tunes , the shortcuts, There’s money in those happy old photographs We naturally and easily let the heart of a girls song dig a way out of this This is your shortness of breath Dependency can’t let me go Proficiency as reflected heat tangled mind for a bed sheets for capes blankets like flags you can lose the best part of yourself Angels overstayed visits to hold up the plaster mentioned actions Angels overstayed their visits, beside you, stabilized and outstanding, I am scaffolding Perfect storm eyes Scarcely enough time to stand outside to learn how to love again; ask for something I told you I was trying to stay away; could prove it; it’s murdering me Always let them go Come home empty handed Let them know that’s the way the world feels; empty handed And that’s when you sleep the best Is when you’ve just been out all day staring into fathoms of nothing Leaving your work at home And getting skunked Leaving oncoming comrades With quips like “Sure beats work” Leaving clocks With quips like Did you leave any time for me? ​​​​​​​​​​​​ By a moon; only the lighthearted, lionhearted city

By a moon learning a common labor, leveled–and sings love only like Woodie Guthrie would

By a moon she belongs to me by numerology of insistent proposals to see paper writing administered to stave fire

All the man’s property by the moon never rooted or sold the glass at bay with a marriage proposal; shadows of mountains make sand from an old corktree: a bobber sunken A sharp cut of diamond by a moon and we will never become anything A sharp cut of diamond by a moon and we will never become anything Where are you going? Naked and getting away when the alarm in the bookstore goes off in the same way nothing fits me. So we get a way with a certain look and our vows that we wrote on each other’s hands on the way to the chapel.

And I as I read off my hand:

It’s incomprehensible to have to commit myself to purge and pray everyday what I could never understand. That reoccurring concept as if you chose a physical death , over as to share a plain, emotional death in these moments through sadness and sickness and all those to come.

And you read off your palm:

What was the flutter in your handkerchief What was the cough on the back of your hand It brings you to tears to cough it out. I do.

[bitchatcloudtower]

Mixture of jagged edges and stitches despite our soft skin and bleeding hearts, we dance with wolves under starless skies and have placed boxes of standards at every front door, we condemn quicker than we can forgive and we lay awake at night hoping the monsters stay hidden. Nobody is perfect but perfection is filled with flaws and sits in love and self. You are nobody. I am nobody. We are perfectly human.

lilysofthefield

Huh?

[psychoengineersstuff]

Feelings... need someone❤

I want to see her face. Hear her voice. Kiss her lips. Hug her tightly. Hold her close. Wipe her tears away. Fall asleep next to her. Entangle my legs in her. Suck her neck, lip's, and boob's. Spank her. Make her whatever she desires to eat. Clean my house n keep it clean for her. And make her happy. I want to ride around the world with her. I want to see her smile. I need to hear her laugh. I need her to show off to me(sing, dance, dress up, do funny things to make me laugh. Or stupid things to make me laugh. Make me laugh period. And when I laugh she laughs. I want to run my fingers thru his hair. N at the last moment grab n wrap it around (if her hairs still long) n jerk him close to me. Staring n her eyes with my lips 2 her ear n make her do whatever I please. Just to watch her face. Her bit his lip. N smile. And see her clit twitch n get wet for me. I want to bite her all over. I want to lick n suck her toes. Nibble on them. While I stroke her pussy. I want to make her hard with precum dripping out of her clit. I want to lick and suck it out of his pussy. I want to tie her up n torture her n a goood way.😈

@lanaferozbabygirl @emloevans @loirahannamia @lilysofthefield

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

✨ Put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers

1. Coming Home(Ballad and f the Shire) - Dirty Honey

2. Mad As A Hatter - Larkin Poe

3. Heaven Knows - The Pretty Reckless

4. Choke - The Warning

5. Human - Beyond The Black

@definegodliness @taylorswift @poetryandthesea @gracebriarwoodwrites @haileesteinfeld @lilysofthefield

[writteninjoy2]

My Tumblr Crushes:

lilysofthefield

jayarrarr

thedustdancestoo

poeticallyordinary

mist2myst

inconspicuouslybi

itsthaworld

hangingoninquietdesparation

sage-elizabeth

sometimes I wonder about these lists... however, it’s here. :)

[creatingnikki]

Tonight my friend and I were in my favourite place in the city - admiring the sea and the sky. She asked me, ‘Why are poets obsessed with stars?’ I didn’t know what to say in that moment and how to express what stars mean to me or to ‘poets’ so I told her that later I would send her some poems and maybe she could understand what we feel. Since you all are amazing poets and people I admire and adore would you mind writing a poem on stars? Or what you feel about them/what they mean to you.  I’d really love to know and share  ❤ @autumnsunshine10 @behind-the-sun @mikefrawley @paratmin @ceeslife @takingstockofwhatmattersmost @sonador-reveur @in-my-thinking @blake-broacher @xeknar @wordswritteninsilence @gracebabcockwrites @writteninjoy2 @katrinnac @c0ntemplations  @lilysofthefield @stevenluce @strikezilla01 @magdas-poetry @emptysocks @that-girl-in-glasses1995 @sameseems @inksomniac @justscribbledwords @mortalghost @littlemissimaginary @giulswrites @tafkas77 @jonaswpoetry And everyone else who writes and loves the stars  ❤

[letlovemeetlove]

Music Tag

@missthethunder tagged me in this music meme!

Rules: we’re snooping on your playlist!! Set your entire music library to shuffle and then report the first ten tracks that pop up! Then tag ten additional victims!

One Will Break - Act of Congress

Nisi Dominus - Stellenbosch University Choir

My Lament -Sweet Honey in the Rock

Be the Change - Theodicy Jazz Collective

Rain Clouds - The Arcadian Wild

Paradise - Lily&Madeleine

Baba Yetu - Alex Boyé

Lead, Kindly Light - BYU Men's Chorus

Can't Live Without the World - Laura Mvula

Your Song - Elton John

Tagging: @mattykinsel, @lilysofthefield, @there-is-a-carrot-in-my-ear, @therewillberest, @simeonlikethebible, @clairvoyantbarnacle, @closerthanthetinythoughts, @c4bl3fl4m3, @thebisexualstrikesagain, @aroamincatholic

[jayarrarr]

Pick Seven

I’ve been tagged by the amazing @desayunogratis to list which of my most loyal followers I would do each of the following things with. I have also been instructed that I can’t pick the same person more than once, which makes this more fun for you because I would literally pick the same person for every one if I could.

1) who would you go to church with? @a-new-american-classic (he knows why)

2) who would you bring home to meet mom? @lilysofthefield (my mom would love her and be utterly charmed to meet her)

3) who would you go to the library with? @viperslang (Wolfie had the same answer, but it’s the best answer)

4) who would you chase pigeons with? @penandwind (who seems to enjoy such whimsical things as much as I do)

5) who would you go grocery shopping with? @gabrielgadfly (I have difficulty in grocery stores. He is good at keeping me focused and calm.)

6) who would you count stars with? @betterthannonfiction (counting stars with her would mean a trip to New Zealand, and I’m more than alright with that)

7) who would you go skinny dipping with? @franticallylost (Wolfie made the same choice, so we can all go at the same time; I’m cool with that)

If I’ve tagged you, consider yourself tagged right back.

[lilysofthefield]

Everyone deserves a chance. People change. Humanity isn't set in stone. That's my favorite part. We get to change. We get to love and be loved. No matter how much it hurts. No matter how many obstacles we go through. No matter how many bruises, scars, mistakes, flaws we have.

lilysofthefield

[writteninjoy2]

short list of blogs to follow

These are some of my tumblr friends, and writers.  They became my friends because I think they are excellent writers, and later found out they are pretty decent humans, as well. In no particular order. @mist2myst

@jayarrarr @twcpoetry @mikefrawley @takingstockofwhatmattersmost @poeticallyundead @poetry–etc @purplemonkeysexgod69 @savageleewriting @wordrummager @madeofsaltwater @deliciousinterludes @darkinterludes @maza-dohta @luciblackanima @cherokeeghostwriter @lzlabseesu @melissahem @offwithherhead2 @aubriestar @street-heart-posts @kittygory @wordswritteninsilence @bcourchaine @notpervymess @soulreserve @lookingforwisdom @lilysofthefield @madworlddiary okay it’s taken me long enough to do this, because my memory isn’t what it used to be,  oh and don’t forget Dennis @iamthevagabondking. And if you think you should be on this list, and are not, I agree with you… so reply below!!

*hugs*

[sltwatergods]

For the nice girl who doesn't like being lumped in with the rest of white America

I can totally understand that being put into in the same category of people who do bad things doesn't feel fair and feels really gross.  It does. I know. It happens to me too. Everyone has been lumped into a category based off of what ethnicity they are. its unfair. However, Because I'm a black latina which means that I'm in a category that is followed in stores. I'm seen a less smart. I'm going to be paid less at the jobs im less likely to get promotions at. I'm going to be seen as "ethnic". I will be told my hair is unprofessional but people will want to touch it.  The category I have been put in means so many extra struggles but that's life right now. So you are in a category with a bad reputation. It sucks. However, it will be better/more productive/easier to work on being the exception, and enlightening the white people around you, and using your whiteness to help those around you than to ask people to not lump you in with the average white American.