liquorice
It's time to visit
The light of night again
Another death, another face
The now silver bullet
This stolen hour
With joy and darkness in the audience
I want to look not in the mirror
But at myself
Step by step
Gently
Reach the door
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Winter-Long
Winter's cold is curled
like a lick beneath
underneath the beating heart.
Like a hand of a stranger on my shoulder.
Your name is the white breath
I realease
from trembling lips. It escapes
from me and into the dense air
that carries cold with a purpose.
Loss is a constant companion,
it doesn't fade with time.
I watch it shiver outside
under the burden
of heavy snow.
What does it know of warmth?
I let it slip inside,
and sit by the fire.
but little by little it
takes over. It creeps below,
leaves my body damp and aching,
swamped by run-away thoughts
of you. And cold settles
like a tickle in the lungs.
© SoulReserve 2023
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Explosive Spontaneity
touch me with your rain
unleash that raging storm
bring on drums that thunder
feel silver slivers of sunlight
grace your eyes and face
allow the heavy weight
of your world crash into the sea
expect every sensation
from an earthquake like me
forever a volcano awaiting
love's explosive spontaneity
©️ @followcb ☆ April 29, 2021
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ace & minor friendly
i want to die with you
i won't bear a single moment of silence
feelings and thoughts reaching out one-way
body disintegrating into soulless dust
with emptiness sucking on me
from the other end
of the line
good morning
good morning
i want to die with you
holding you closer than the skins we wear
as if we're falling asleep together
and all the decades that we held each other
are swirling back into eternities beyond
and we dive back into the timeless voids
side by side
i love you
i love you
i want to live with you
for another five minutes longer
we still have so much to tell each other
i named so many constellations after you
i want to name so many more
i want generations of our cats and plants
to have two loving fathers
and i want you
i'm yours
i'm yours
— i don't need a way back // julzzz
photo by me
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Letter to Your Heart
You, yes, you are beautiful
God's creation, a work of art
look at your hands,
feel the radiant energy
expressed through them,
lightly caress your face,
allow sensations to return
let light pour through you again
receive, open the pathways
for you are entirely worthy
of incredible love because
you exist and are part
of this universe.
Breathe in positive vibrations, absorb all the roseate sunlight,
let its warmth filter through your skin, feel each strand of hair soaking in love, bathe your eyes in winter's pearlescent moon- you are reborn at dawn.
Wrap your spirit
in the understanding
that you are valuable,
and you possess such gifts
that will support and strengthen
others in their quests.
You, yes, you
have immense power,
cherish and harness its beauty
for greatness, take time to care
for yourself -especially right now-
the world needs spirits such as yours - spread your warm heart
as a light house upon dark and troubled seas-- call restless souls to your harbors, relish in the world's goodness, enchant your life by giving others peaceful energy and acceptance for positivity will
decimate pain,
fear, and insecurity -
and you are formed of
L O V E.
Rhapsodyinblue45
12.2.20
Image: Looking out on Tybee Island at sunset, sending these words to you
*May this love letter find its way to your heart. ♥️
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Too Old!
Too Old!
We’re too old!
Too old you say!?
Too old to enjoy a sunny day?
Too old to smell the roses along the way?
Too old for a romp in the hay?
Too old for a dip in the bay?
But we’re too old!
But we are alive I say
Alive to drive with the top down
Alive to go out on the town
Alive to play on the playground, to ride a merry-go-round,
Alive to push the bounds
We’re just too old.
Just too old for what my dear?
Too old to make angels in the snow?
Too old to listen to the Summer breeze blow?
Too old too remember who we were just a while ago?
Too old to see how high a kite can go?
I guess you are right
We are too old to care what others might think or bray
Too old to make excuses and keep life at bay
Too old to waste this wonderful day
Too old not to make a wish on a star and pray
Too old to let our love just slip away
K. C. Barry
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[ace & minor friendly]
let me whisper into your ear
about how beautiful
your strawberry marks are
scattered across your skin
little gifts
for me
to find and
greet good morning
with my revering kisses
— dict entry: hello [1]
'vocab' - al ed.
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Ink on paper by Scott Thompson
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Update: apparently the max likes/day is 1,000. 😬 200 is great, but do what’s manageable for you! ❤️
Day 7 Writers CPR: Hit the max daily likes (200) on other people’s work.
Brews coffee ☕️
Pops popcorn 🍿
Looks excitedly at the long list of writers I’ve followed this week 😍
This is going to be EASY!!!
Also, if you haven’t been able to start the challenge yet, no worries! Each person starts when they can! Or jump in today if that’s all you can manage.
If 4 more people do it today, that’s 1,000 likes going out into the writing community. ❤️❤️❤️
Also, we got #writerscreed back!!!!! So go unload a slew of likes there @writerscreed or on @smittenbypoetry @bitsofstarglow @poetryportal @recognizingthevoiceless @poetry-reruns @thespians-drumming @a-little-less-peckinpah @caffeinated-capi-reblogs who ALL reblog and deserve our immense thanks, as it is an extremely time-consuming task that MAKES this community thrive!
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The talk of snowdrops
Spring still shy
Is a story of longing
Letting clouds into the mind
To see more clearly
The light-bringer
Fear, power, and control
All leave to rest
And as nothing is everything
For one dance of the shadows
We can meet again
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Perfume
You become a sound
that slowly leaches from my body
into air
with the softness of breath,
a quiet keening,
an undertone of heartache
I've always felt.
You release from wrinkles,
from birthmarks I have known and carried.
From freckles that darken in the sun.
You unsettle from the folds of my clothes
my hair my eyes
like a memory—washed dried and fading
fluttering outside on clothes lines.
You aren't gone
although you are dissipating leaving
in more ways than one.
The perfume of you
is still damp on poems
I write with tears.
© SoulReserve 2023
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This Much Is True
Once more into the water
Another, new attempt to begin
What we'd started
Spark to flame, fire to smoke
Rising into infinite sky of blue
Heaven completed by you
Was a soft june evening
When I heard, first got word
That you were leaving
And I didn't know you
Were about to depart,
Had to go...
It was just a little spark,
A firefly in the night,
Yet it tore our world apart,
And extinguished all the light.
Your leaving is so bitter sweet,
Your going will be hard,
But the saddest part are the words you tweet,
The sadness of the bard.
Gone from our lives, gone from the street
Vanished like a ghost
Though I can still see you . . . on the beat
You're out of sight
I know this much is true
Now all I am . . . is lonely
All I feel . . . is longing
Left home, alone with an emptiness
Feelings frayed from foreverness
The joy and bliss of our first kiss
Gone now!
All done and dusted!
And my old heart?
All stopped and rusted.
No more kisses,
No rights or wrongs,
No more sad,
And lonesome songs.
Our love is a love,
That eternally belongs . . .
©️ @followcb & @scatteredthoughts2
June 17, 2021
Our first collaboration in a couple years but always such easy sailing . . .
Thanks, Ambrose, for the honor!
Cheers all,
Chris
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cw: nsfw
my pretty sugar
figurine
a candy doll
willing to be soaked
and melted into
my saliva
oh how you crack
deafeningly
between my teeth
and spill your tastes
all over my
craving tongue
oh how you trickle
into me
my sweet
and i own you this way
once again
— my sugar boy // julzzz
`october love smells sweet like rot` — cycle by my sugar lover @al-yen and i
written for the goretober challenge using the list of prompts by @bubbly-af, huge thanks and appreciation to the author! prompt used for this piece: candy gore
nsfw taglist: @transtagonist @lijs-bedroom (guys please let me know who wants on my nsfw taglist!)
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Forever Young
Forever Young
We were forever young
Runnin’ the roads
Chasing the girls
Promising diamonds and pearls
We would party the nights away
Hopping from bar to bar
Dancing with flirts
Hoping to unbutton shirts
We filled our Summer days
Hunting and Fishing
Nights looking for dates
Kissing and tempting the fates
We spent Winters grabbing our pay
Making our way
Saving for a car
Hoping to go far
We were for ever young
Carefree and loose
Living for today
And making hay
We have grown older
And life goes much slower
We have made our hay
And lost some along the way
We are no longer young
And now we look back
Youth having past us by
Memories bring deep sighs
We enjoyed our youth
And made our way
But in our hearts we wish
To be forever young and catch one more fish
K. C. Barry
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