#livingpoetry

[diz-alma]

Agora sinto pontadas no peito que parecem perfurar não só o coração, como a alma. Estou cheia de buracos que não podem ser preenchidos. Mesmo depois que tudo isso passar, eles ainda vão estar lá, sempre farão parte de quem eu sou. Mas espero que eles não doam mais em mim quando tudo isso passar.

@carol.r0cha

[livinglori]

November 9th 2022.

‘Birthday Bouquet n° 21’

Bergamo, Italy.

[habekkah]

God wrote you as a poem, Alive.

Habekkah

[jdubqca]

internal prisoner [of war]

` INTERNAL PRISONER [OF WAR] #poem #poetry #crime #punishment - - - >

I’ve not yet started livingpoetry having been bogged down in a dissident quagmire wishing incessantly to be drugged & tortured by a make-believe enemy [instead I am held against my will charged w/imaginary crimes against humanity] again I plea I’ve not engaged in any sort of alleged insanity —and if you would be so kind to free me from these chains I will set out on foot with neither…

[livewildflowerchild69]

The Ultimate Muse✨⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #photography #amateurphotography #amateurphotographer #mountains #gatlinburg #tennessee #themoutainsarecalling #nature #anseladams #muse #lifeisart⠀ #livingpoetry #natureismymuse #wanderlust #hiking #hikingadventures #blueridgemountains #blackandwhitephotography https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo0YGFxBp0C/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1v3vxnzp9v6hp

[edu-macation]

Now Breathe

Bound to your devotion, lock in place with mine

Feel my skin, touch my love.

I want to possess every fibre; your calibre belongs with me.  

Two souls searching, two souls found.

Birthing a notion completely divine.

Again and again and again, again.

Two strong males; two strong men.

 Smoothing my edges, floating in bliss,

Press your lips to mine; let’s kiss.

To explain my passion with out riddle or rhyme.

In your eyes I’d gaze, asking you to be mine.

I give all I am just to be with you.

Trust my love it will see us both through.

Now breathe.

[hangzhoutourismcommissionposts]

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[sistersgeographic]

Emerging...

[catmigliano7]

#Repost from @packerbackercat7 using @nextgrabit (No Ads!) .. Reposted from @your.favorite.auntie.jojo - HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I miss my friend. RIP WILL AKA COACH!!! I PRAY THAT JUSTICE IS SERVED FOR YOUR MURDER!!! It still hurts!!! Your kindness towards me and our long talks about life until the wee hours of the morning mean more to me than you'll ever know! Thank you for helping me break my fear of performing. #WillDaRealOneBell #HappyBirthday #ImissMyFriend #SpokenWordGenius #LivingPoetry Someone was kind enough to repost my memory from 2017, that made me rasp nostalgic 4 a time when Will used to let me sit in the cafe & do paperwork while he did his set up. I hope & pray that his murderers come to justice. .. #insta_grabit #nextgrabit @nextgrabit 9 yrs & still no justice. You are missed. You are not forgotten. Rock in Poetry! 💛💚💔 (at North Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CA-cj1GHKmc/?igshid=z3egw3jo7qe4

[diz-alma]

Hoje foi um dia que eu chorei (assim como em quase todos os dias), respirei fundo e de imediato senti um certo alívio. Mas depois que passou algumas horas eu já sentia a angústia invadindo meu peito novamente. E nesse exato momento meu peito está apertado começando a queimar, sim queimar, e é difícil respirar em meio a essa fumaça de inseguras que atormenta minha alma, mente e coração. Não sei o que fazer além de me deixar queimar. Penso: talvez seja melhor assim, me deixar virar pó logo. Mas sempre tem algo que me puxa, que arregaça o outro lado do peito e me aperta de um jeito que não é confortável, mas luta a todo custo pra me segurar, pra não deixar que eu seja levada e me queime de vez. É muito difícil respirar e suportar toda essa dor. E ainda se sentir um peso.

@carol.r0cha

[niteclubgirl]

Why I am here??? 💫 Path and purpose. 💫 #Light✨ #Love❤️ #livingpoetry ✍🏾💄#newideasofperspective 🌝#manifestations #art 🎨#intentionalliving #kinship🤜🏾 #music🎼🎧 #beauty #resilency #wellness🥒 #joy☺️ #spirited-journeying🐾 #realmjumperchronicles #culinarytreats🍮 #goodthingscoming😉🙃☺️ #gratitude😘 #feminine-expression🗣👧🏾 #pathways💡 #hereforit🙋🏾‍♀️ #answers (at New York, New York)

[theidofdav]

I think me grandfather is around, I keep running into Scottish manifestations lately. From the poet Robert Burns: To A Louse On Seeing One On A Lady's Bonnet, At Church 1786 Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I canna say but ye strunt rarely, Owre gauze and lace; Tho', faith! I fear ye dine but sparely On sic a place. Ye ugly, creepin, blastit wonner, Detested, shunn'd by saunt an' sinner, How daur ye set your fit upon her- Sae fine a lady? Gae somewhere else and seek your dinner On some poor body. Swith! in some beggar's haffet squattle; There ye may creep, and sprawl, and sprattle, Wi' ither kindred, jumping cattle, In shoals and nations; Whaur horn nor bane ne'er daur unsettle Your thick plantations. Now haud you there, ye're out o' sight, Below the fatt'rels, snug and tight; Na, faith ye yet! ye'll no be right, Till ye've got on it- The verra tapmost, tow'rin height O' Miss' bonnet. My sooth! right bauld ye set your nose out, As plump an' grey as ony groset: O for some rank, mercurial rozet, Or fell, red smeddum, I'd gie you sic a hearty dose o't, Wad dress your droddum. I wad na been surpris'd to spy You on an auld wife's flainen toy; Or aiblins some bit dubbie boy, On's wyliecoat; But Miss' fine Lunardi! fye! How daur ye do't? O Jeany, dinna toss your head, An' set your beauties a' abread! Ye little ken what cursed speed The blastie's makin: Thae winks an' finger-ends, I dread, Are notice takin. O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! It wad frae mony a blunder free us, An' foolish notion: What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, An' ev'n devotion! #robertburns #itsawoolyaphidreally #southernrules #livingpoetry (at David's Crab House)

[indeliblevictoria]

Long shadows | Berlin puts her best foot forward on sunny summer sunday's . . #Berlin #sunnysunday #sommerzeit #livinginberlin #kreuzkölln #livingpoetry #shadows #indeliblevictoria (at Pavillon am Ufer)

[livewildflowerchild69]

Walking Poetry✨⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #poetryporn #poetrylovers #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poem #poemsofinstagram #poemsporn #writer #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writersofig #writerslife #writing #livingpoetry #walkingpoetry #selflove #selfcare #lifeisart #poetrybytmarie (at North Carolina) https://www.instagram.com/p/BokuWI_Be2I/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rqvs5q0407nk

[edu-macation]

Guilt and shame; a burdened release.

Guilt and shame; a burdened release.

“At times confusion reigns when destiny is misunderstood. Scars and laughter; love and loss. Major, minor; all pointers toward your truth.” -Russell Hawkins

Blindly yearning, deafening heard;

Every drop is counted,

Destiny observed.

Waiting for that moment,

The taste of sweet release;

No longer timid,

Time has tamed your beast.

Sand or hand, day or night;

Live to breathe,

See your light.

Take the leap;

Fight for right.

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