#poemsbybuddie

[useramor]

stay.

combines kitchen, sweet nothings, and confessions for @poemsbybuddie​ because it inspired this last night

[poemsbybuddie]

buddie poetry event!

hi! i'm @swiftiediaz and i love, love reading poetry and writing silly little poems myself! especially about these two gay firefighters. so, i thought it'd be fun to make a mini event for all poetry authors in the fandom.

the idea is, here's a list of 20 prompts, one for each day of may up to the 20th. of course, you don't have to write for all of them— just if the inspiration strikes! feel free to pick and choose whichever prompt brings you joy! and interpret it however you like! this is to celebrate creativity, after all.

(some extras!)

• you can combine your poem with edit/gifset if you please

• there will be no signs ups! just tag the blog and use the #poemsbybuddie and i'll reblog your creation here!

• your poem can be nsfw but make sure it's tagged properly

• if you have a doubt or anything, you can send an ask or reach me directly!

[queerbuckleys]

~a.s.

confessions//fate for @poemsbybuddie

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

- eat a peach with me, my love : original poem

[theotherbuckley]

Buddie poetry event thingy

Prompt 1 - It was supposed to be us

Original poem by me @theotherluciferr :)

I don't know what I'm doing but I made this thing so enjoy @poemsbybuddie

[clusterbuck]

@poemsbybuddie day 15: confession

your sister told me i should confess to you but i was raised catholic, and the word confession makes goosebumps creep along my arms. —not the way you do, when your hand brushes mine and static jumps from you to me but like the scrape of nails creeping along a chalkboard. i was raised catholic. i was raised to confess my sins, every dirty, rotten thought that made a home within my mind every shameful impulse and forbidden desire. confession is not a word i want associated with you and me. and besides— i don’t know if i could confess to you, even if i wanted to. it’s not a confession if you already know.

[chaosandwolves]

Buddie hiatus poetry event

Prompt 7 - years from now

Thirst - an original poem by me

You can find my other Buddie poetry here

Full poem for easier reading under the cut

And just in case

there is no water in the future

I look at you

and drink it all in

Your bright laughter

Your silly smile

Your shining eyes

And as I feel her hand on my thigh

I wonder

If years from now

I will have died of thirst

[hoodie-buck]

fading fast; how could we ever last

i looked into your fading eyes, wondering if i’d get to see them another day

the ones that were slowly dimming, pulling you away

everything was turning to a sea of red

you were almost gone, though not yet dead

i reached for you, but you didn’t reach back

that’s when everything, faded to black

@poemsbybuddie

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[evanbi-ckley]

@poemsbybuddie day 3: car drives

Your hands on the steering wheel, eyes on the road.

“Seatbelt,” you remind me.

I prefer it this way - you driving, me in the passenger seat.

It's one of the only times I can look at you, study your features.

I've learned the planes of your cheekbones, the angle of your jaw.

I've watched the laugh lines on your face grow and deepen over the years.

I've seen the beginnings of age written on your face and hands.

There is nothing more beautiful than a life lived, survival.

So you drive, and I look.

We talk and reminisce over the weeks, months, years that have passed.

It hasn't always been easy or safe or without close calls,

But it’s the best journey I never saw coming.

[bibuddie]

prompt 8 from @poemsbybuddie : falling

[diazly]

day 8 – falling

@poemsbybuddie

[poemsbybuddie]

buddie poetry event! (911 hiatus version)📜✒️

hi! i'm @heartbeatdiaz and i love, love reading poetry and writing silly little poems myself! especially about these two gay firefighters. so, i thought it'd be fun to make a mini event for all poetry authors in the fandom.

the idea is, here's a list of 20 prompts for whatever day you like during hiatus as long as is from the 15 of august to the last day of october (you don't have to write for all of them— just if the inspiration strikes!) feel free to pick and choose whichever prompt brings you joy! and interpret it however you like! this is to celebrate creativity, after all.

these are the prompts!

(some extras!)

you can combine your poem with edit/gifset if you please or ask someone else to make an edit/gifset/drawing to compliment your piece.

there will be no signs ups! just tag the blog and use the #poemsbybuddie and i'll reblog your creation here!

your poem can be nsfw but make sure it's tagged properly

if you have any doubt or question, send an ask here or message the blog or me directly at @heartbeatdiaz

[bekkachaos]

lightning strikes ⚡

a buddie poem

Three minutes, seventeen seconds Without a heartbeat Without a lifeline Lightning strikes and the world stops My world stops Time stands still For three minutes, seventeen seconds And then your heart came back to life With a whisper But it was enough to restart mine Because my heart doesn't work without you Your life and mine Connected by strings Unbreakable golden things Maybe you are my lifeline Am I yours too? Three minutes, seventeen seconds I can't remember a moment Yet each one is burned in me Like fire, and flame All I feel is blame I can't hold the weight But it weighs down on me I can't even look at you I can't relive those moments Three minutes, seventeen seconds Threatening to become more An endless number And I can't bear the thought So my insides I find wrought With guilt and blame and pain I can't lose you Not without seeing your eyes again Ageless and blue While you're body ages around them I need you here with me for years Dull my fears And grow old with me I can't imagine anyone else Three minutes, seventeen seconds Is all it took to know That no time would be enough Forever pales Next to my need for you Wake up And I'll say it I promise I'll say it What I never did All the feelings I hid Lightning strikes And I can't go back So come back to me

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

- i hold onto nothing (everything), original poem

[heart4buddie]

Day 19: silence

@poemsbybuddie

[clusterbuck]

@poemsbybuddie day 1: home

i built my home on shaky ground on hollow foundations cracking under the weight of not enough not good enough not like that not you

i built my home from rotten wood trying to hide behind the crumbling walls of easy smiles, just for a whiles just for the night just for now

i filled my home with shiny brittle things, hiding from my reflection in the cracked shards of the smiles of strangers in bars or the windows of passing cars

until he saw me and i solidified