#poetry and pity and me

[ciaraloves]

haiku #50053

the kitchen counter

below me. laughter seasons

our starved mouths. served warm

[ciarareads]

lines from my favourite poems, part 1 (of many)

arrival at santos (elizabeth bishop) // ah! sunflower (william wordsworth) // all my pretty ones (anne sexton) // one art (elizabeth bishop) // fever 103° (sylvia plath) // breakfast (mary lamb) // on an unsociable family (elizabeth hands) // a moment (mary e. colridge) // the end and the beginning (wislawa szymborska) // after experience taught me... (w.d. snodgrass)

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[tigerjpg]

nothing makes me go "ooooh we are NOT the same" quite like reading some post about how people talk with their parents about their interests. what do you mean you told your father about stevebucky. what do you mean he asked further questions

[anonymousfoz]

Poetry - Him

Note: This is a very personal poem directed at someone who will never see it. I feel like posting it because it's good and why the fuck not? Don't give me pity. It's dealt with. This isn't for everyone so there is a cut

Taglist: @vite-poh @theoracleofgiana @full-on-sam @the-mindless @eldritchx @teacupsandstarlight

What is the point of trying to repair to fix a relationship a friendship.

for you to throw it away Why?

Am I not good enough? Have I lost my touch? Am I too good for you?

I worked too hard for you throw it away

for your immaturity to kick in

I'm angry, but I will never insult you despite how much you want me to so you can feel better I refuse to stoop to your level

I will not give you a reason for my mercy

I rather you sit and feel the disappointment in my heart my soul

when you decided to say words that carry such meaning to make me force myself away Was a joke worth it when no one laughs?

I want you to feel the anger rage i carry with every message every conversation this entire past 2 weeks

So you grow up, because i'm tired of one in the friendship taking all the hits

I'm tired I'm upset I'm so over you

And if I were to leave, you have nothing and nobody

So I give you my mercy and hope you get better

Because in 6 months you get no choice

I'll be moving onto bigger and better things With college With my writeblr friends With my family

And where will you be?

[oflights]

"Pity me not because the light of day"

Pity me not because the light of day At close of day no longer walks the sky; Pity me not for beauties passed away From field and thicket as the year goes by; Pity me not the waning of the moon, Nor that the ebbing tide goes out to sea, Nor that a man’s desire is hushed so soon, And you no longer look with love on me. This have I known always: Love is no more Than the wide blossom which the wind assails, Than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, Strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales: Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

[itscrystql]

make me see god

make me feel him

to be saved by a love so powerful and present

to be known

and for all of the darkness to be touched by light

make me.

make me again.

[childofblasphemy]

If you feel the need for me to know how much you suffer for loving me, then maybe it's not love you're feeling but obligation.

[apollo-zero-one]

Man I can't believe I had the chance to go to a performing arts school up through middle school and I fuckin quit after 6 months just because I got bullied. BRO YOUR HOMEWORK WAS POETRY!! YOU HAD TO PRACTICE DANCING TO COTTON EYE JOE AS YOUR BIG UNIT TEST. GYM CLASS HAD A CIRCUS UNIT!! YOU HAD A WHOLE DAILY CLASS ON IMPROV!!! YOU FOOL!! YOU ABSOLUTE IMBICILE!! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN A YOUTUBER!!! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN ONE OF THOSE TWEENAGERS GETTING LOADED BY MAKING SHITTY YOUTUBE SHORTS IN 2008-14!! But noooOoooOOOoo little miss Noellie (who WANTED TO GO!! who worked SO HARD and sent in an application essay and did an INTERVIEW to get in!!) couldn't handle disruptive classmates or little scuffles and petty grudges and general Attitude of the other students and cried to mommy to put her back in public school. I am EATING MY HAIR over what Could Have Been. I COULD BE SOMEONE'S ANNOYING YOUTUBER!! I could be a DISGRACED DISNEY CHANNEL STAR!! I could be an America's Got Talent winner! A mild to moderately successful comedian! I could be making short films!! But no no no precious thin skinned baby me heard a few new cus words and watched a teacher get heckled and begged to give up The Dream in favor of?? Quiet math tests?? I am such a fucking quitter I quit everything the second it gets too hard I always take the out as soon as it's offered what's my fucking damage.....

[gaunt-and-hungry]

I felt you, The warmth of you, In the coldest of places. They say that the loneliest heart beats the strongest, The blood is hotter there, When I put my hand on your chest. Both of us lacked it, Self preservation, But when I collapsed into your arms I felt it. I thawed.

[pallases]

love how hugo’s like courfeyrac is just like tholomyes if tholomyes didn’t FUCKING SUCK

[ciaraloves]

He visits my town once a year.

He fills my mouth with kisses and nectar.

I spend all my money on him.

Who, girl, your man?

No, a mango.

• amir kushrow, “he visits my town once a year”

[ciarareads]

okay as per darling rhy’s (@caffeinated-croissant) request, here’s some of my fave nature poems :

ah! sunflower by william blake

I wandered lonely as a cloud by william wordsworth

earth day by jane yolen

planting peas by linda hasselstrom

worm moon by mary oliver

why I wake early by mary oliver

sleeping in the forest by mary oliver

entering the kingdom by mary oliver

sunrise by louise glück

a blade of grass by brian patten

it is a beauteous evening, calm and free by william wordsworth

dance of the sunbeams by bliss carmen

the ecchoing green by william blake

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JSTOR spring poem collection

poetry foundation’s shortcut to nature poems

[oleander-neria]

Remember in Watership Down when they’re in the warren of the snares and the rabbits there have invented abstract poetry and visual arts, and Fiver takes one look at the poet rabbit and goes “this is the most disturbing shit I’ve ever seen and I’d rather sit out all night in the rain than get anywhere near this?” Unfortunately that is kind of how I feel about Neil Gaimen.

[itspileofgoodthings]

'My own heart let me more have pity on'

- Gerard Manley Hopkins

My own heart let me more have pity on; let Me live to my sad self hereafter kind, Charitable; not live this tormented mind With this tormented mind tormenting yet. I cast for comfort I can no more get By groping round my comfortless, than blind Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find Thirst's all-in-all in all a world of wet. Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile 's not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather — as skies Betweenpie mountains — lights a lovely mile.

[literarydesire]

Could not withstand the alluring prospect of a new years kiss with a stranger and now I’ve got fat fucking covid. Don’t be like me.

[dorianslayyy]

The Dug-Out

Why do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled,

And one arm bent across your sullen cold

Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you,

Deep-shadow'd from the candle's guttering gold;

And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder;

Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head....

You are too young to fall asleep for ever;

And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.

Siegfried Sassoon, July 1918