thefluffypanc

[thefluffypanc]

--- 77

Warning:

Eyes of emerald green

Sing to me your woes

Tell me do those salt cracked walls

Stand above the coves

Whistle of a leader

A warning shot for some

Tell to me the story

Of the day the earth did hum

[thefluffypanc]

---348

Fishing your way:

Oh and you know how to be terrible

Pick me apart like a flower

Admire the stem you've left

Torn petals to the ground

Waiting for next week's go round

And I'm dead on the hook

Eyes grey, only light from the moon

The sunset from where you're sat

I won't see another again

And it's gorgeous gray

Dull scales chipped and worn and worn and worn and worn

And waiting

Waiting for the hook again

That my dry eyes might catch the reflection in yours

The off chance that an off chance will let me nearer

And let the worms rest easy.

[thefluffypanc]

Mentioned Tumblr in my application for my master's degree, they have to say yes now :3

[thefluffypanc]

---78

Deforestation (context):

Countless bells toll louder

than any have before

Count the beats between your hearts

For they are drawing near

Hold close your crest and creed

For all is quiet soon

Bear all the fruit you can at last

Her lady draws ever closer.

[thefluffypanc]

--- 237

Caves aren't magic but you already know that:

And those ancient eyes watched the same moon wane

Longing for wanting or wonders up there

That her face might reflect something kind

Though I doubt it did

When we all saw the same love

The same glow for beggars and chosen

For the gods who knew her

To you and I who wished to

Though I don't see her clearly

I'm looking at the reflection of a reflection

And it's better this way

Talk to me while I don't listen

I'm hung up on our song

On a wall by a church by the sky

Tell me what you think she sees

What she'll see when our eyes grow old?

And your voice carries true

That she's just a rock, and was to the gods

Will be to ours

Til we're just the same

I like the way you say it though.

[thefluffypanc]

They call me the, way I have a phone ☎️

[thefluffypanc]

I'm very grateful to the peeps who consistently like my poetry :3 I'm gonna keep posting 2 poems a day until I run out and have to resort to only posting when I write something new. But it gives me nice motivation that there atleast like.. 3 people who see all (most) of them

[thefluffypanc]

--- 56

Petrichor:

Her voice the sound of stars

Burning in the dark

Never heard and never answered

Cruelly truly stark

Her touch the taste of silence

Heavy on your tongue

Countless weight and cutting deep

Mastered far too young

The taste, so rich of copper

Too many know it well

Fast to spill and slow to dry

Far too easy to tell

The scent so sickly sweet

Ironic how it was

Rotting roses rendered dull

Unknowing of the cause

And still the sight is there

A stone so plain and grey

All that's left of what she was

If you could only say.

[thefluffypanc]

--- 209

Call me pretty again:

Matching words to titles

Rings to fingers

Stones to chains

You won't care anyway

So empty are these things to you

Gorge yourself on sweet nothings

Only to tell me they are sweet

Empty stomach like my own

Not from lack of feast

But of bliss

No need have you for flavor

When it's all so poetic anyway

Rid my words of any meaning

And sing them back to me

Cruel echo I call beauty

Won't you like this one too?

[thefluffypanc]

---47

The birth, and death of us:

Waiting, from the start

In the dark

A whole life waiting

A lifetime of moments made real in one

The one where questions are answers for even a moment

Seeing her

The moment that opens the heart

To the possibility of more

One intends the rest

As all others before had failed to do

Cracked open

So it may be open again and again and again

Blissful searing agony

Numb bones burning with purpose

Her

[thefluffypanc]

--- 236

Lakeside:

Paint me falling,

And I shall write you as you are,

The sun.

[thefluffypanc]

Y'know how Mario's jumping is based on lunar gravity? Do you think if humans somehow developed on a planet with lower gravity where jumping that high was normal they would have made him jump even higher to feel more impressive. Like no one wants to play as silly plumber who jumps regular height, they want the Italian man who will nearly float away. So if the average human jump height was doubled would Mario scale with that

[thefluffypanc]

--- 90

live like you:

It's the Sunday of the year

Just a severing of sorts

I pray to gods you'll disappear

But of course of course of course

None of them will answer

The letters in their head

Cause in the end the lovely truth

Is all of them are dead

You killed them with a story

Tailor made for you

Painted tragic turning of whatever you were then

Aching lagging yearning of all of them again

Listen once, and hear them cry

Open up that stupid heart of yours

I'm begging which is rare of course

Or so I'd like to think

Tired of the answers that never seem to say

Give it straight, speak it now

For once in your life tell me how

You live.

How you live like this.

[thefluffypanc]

--- 231

And so she sang:

Remembering forward

Plucking strings

Picking swords and crowns and

When it ends

Remind me again

Of what comes after

Is she there

Red ground, setting sky

Hand in mine, head high

Why bring me back here again

What words remain

Drag me through the worst of it

Rather than the golden

Sing again, I miss it

Or I will when I can't remember

[thefluffypanc]

--- 58

Instinct:

Led to reason, down that trail

Carry on through solemn tale

Glimpse of order, passing through

Something wicked, something new

Shivers sent through blood and word

Keep alert this ancient ward

Terror felt so long ago

Echoed warnings from a crow

It glanced back, met your gaze

In the clearing where none do graze

Desperate for fear or wrath

Terrifying indifference hath

Meet your stare and carry on

Not foe nor prey or carrion

Different was this beast so rare

Walking on, it didn't care.

[thefluffypanc]

--- 154

Not here:

As they put it the means were there

The skies were open to those who'd dare

Stars laid out like stepping stones

Almost too perfect where they'd lead

Crusades across existence

Who could blame them

It wasn't an option

Until the star they chose was ours

And the land was beneath her feet too

No dust would settle on such a scape

Not while she drew breath

And so the skies burnt

As love was stronger than greed

[thefluffypanc]

I wanna cosplay William Wisp, he's such the scrunkly

Might go with just white hair tho because my hair is naturally dark anyway and I don't wanna undo the progress of getting it lighter I can be goin ghost