#drunk poets society

[arilesser]

Stuck on a pendulum,

Swinging between light and dark,

Tiring of the adrenaline,

Dimmed to a simple spark.

Steady me and light me on fire,

Envelop me in an orbit of our own making,

Soaring higher and higher,

Only exsisting before, now finally awaking.

Let our shadows slow dance,

In harmony, steps ablaze,

Entertain my plea,

We could be alive all our days.

#poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poetry on tumblr #poems on tumblr #spilled ink #girlsoftumblr #girl poet #girl poem #drunk poets society #writerscreed #wishful thinking #shitty poetry #pleading

[dragonsrfire]

DIAL DRUNK IS THEIR ANTHEM

GOOD GOD I LOVE THIS SONG AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE DPS

#dps fandom #dps boys #dps edit #deadpoetsociety #deadpoetssocietysad #nielperry #toddanderson #charliedalton #knox overstreet #stevenmeeks #gerardpitts #richardcameron #welton1959 #WELTONACADEMY #dead poets society #dead poets headcanons #dial drunk #noah kahan

[rellscribbles]

You're just a personification

Of what I longed for

Now I'm left to fend for myself

[kateubanks]

walking the dogs at five a.m. cinnamon ignites the air from my mouthmouthmouth.

the white, fluffy bastard makes a run for it, towards kids waiting for the county bus route (the schoolhouse is an hour away).

my arm lunges straight from its socket, and i nearly become another distended, clicking, full-of-dog-shit, October pile of mud.

#i wrote this while drunk the other night #edited out the fifteen lines about my dead lavender plant #rip #channeled my grandpa for this one lol #writing #writers and poets #poetry #literature #poets on tumblr #writeblr #original poem #writerscreed #smittenbypoetry #poetry is alive #poems #new poets society #poems on tumblr #poems and quotes #kateubanks #poet #prose poem #poem #poems and poetry #short poem #poetsandwriters #poets corner #poets of tumblr

[fragmentsofmymindinwords]

He was as magical as he was sad, that boy. I saw him, clinging to that bottle for dear life, and drinking from it, as if he could drown every burden and all his pain in the burning sensation of the liquid going down his throat and into his stomach, sending him into a blissful state of forgetfulness and numbness.

But I saw it. I saw it, deep into his eyes as he held my wrists and locked his eyes with mine. I saw the sadness and the loneliness he tried so hard to hide. And it was so heartbreaking. He was so young. No one that age should be allowed to feel such sorrow.

However, in that moment, in which he looked at me and time stopped, I realized that he was the spitting image of me when I was his age. Drunk, confused, lonely, and so, so lost. I felt such a strong urge to hold him in my arms and let him cry his pain away until he felt whole again.

He had to leave, though. And, although he left the house that day, he hasn't left my mind since. Something in those big, melancholic eyes told me that I've got to offer him what nobody offered me: a hand to reach out to and a shoulder to cry on. I've got to offer him company, even at the bottom of the pit. Keep him company, be it in heaven, be it in hell.

I have got to help him heal his wounds until they become scars, and then I've got to teach him to love them.

I've got to be, to that boy, what I wish I'd had the most. I've got to be the someone who he knows will always be there for him, no matter who he is or how broken he is.

The drunken boy, gripping that goddamn bottle, his knuckles white, told me all of that, just staring into my eyes. It was just for a moment, but it was enough for me to see. Enough for me to recognize him as someone who once had been me.

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[deadly-danaid]

"My dad always told me to be proper, spent every second getting it right. That way, if someone touched me, I could cleanly take out their eye"

-- Protect Yourself || Monica (Moka) Lynn

#spilled ink #words or whatever #journal #creative writing #word art #black and white #spilled thoughts #writers on tumblr #writers #poetry #prose poetry #prose #writers and poets #dead poets society #drunk poetry #couplet #rhyme

[living-dead-girl515]

Good God how long

Do we have to exist here

In this place where no one believes us

And everyone thinks we're insane

I've been trying to play it cool

And keep this special brand of crazy

Between just me and you

But fuck I can't help it

It slips out here and there

And for some God forsaken reason

It's just a grand invitation

For every past mistake

To get thrown in my face

Yes, the only good thing

About existing right here

Is that I get to exist here with you

My dear

#creative writing #writing #poetry #prose #prose poetry #poem #pretty words #love poem #new poets society #spilled thoughts #poemblr #drunk poetry #im drunk #spilled poetry #spilled feelings #spilled words #spilled ink #poets and poetry #dead poets society #poetsandwriters #poets on tumblr #soul mates

[octaviasdread]

pls we meed more info on keating professor!

i’m so jealous

Keating Professor (is this his name now?) made us work with different people for every mini discussion until:

A) we all kinda knew eachother

B) he liked the small groups we naturally formed

and it was with a group of strangers in Frankenstein week that we had to play god and justify ourselves so yeah…that was a real icebreaker

#idk what else to say #he’s a strange but lovely man #and i would’ve been terrified of him as a fresher #full todd fear #once again saying movie keating would thrive in college teaching #he’s too much for a high school to handle #universitys literally don’t give a shit #my department does drunk theatre for professors and students #school budget covers scripts and wine lol #CO Posts #answered asks #dead poets society

[kairos-thehumanpoet]

i pick up the pen.

i think, i stutter, i scratch.

i hope, i hope, i write.

i put down the pen.

i am sometimes ecstatic,

i am sometimes disappointed,

but nevertheless, i decide

to pick up the pen again.

(despite the time in-between.)

((i have been writing poetry

for a very long time,

stories before that,

and drawing before that.

art has always found

it's way back to me.))

~kairos 💛

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[arilesser]

Insatiable

Siren 

Drown men in desire

Lost in waves of lust 

Suffocate in sensations of pleasure

Succubus 

Seduce men in their hunger 

Feed them their darkest desires

To awaken, finding just a dream 

Medusa 

Charm and lure, a tempting promise on her lips 

Freeze them to stone, lust forever forsaken 

Weapon and a curse

Insatiable thirst unable to be quenched 

Sinking, phantoms, and statues 

Are all that’s left.  

#poetry #poems on tumblr #drunk poets society #poets on tumblr #Girl poet #idk #shit poetry

[cc-tinslebee]

(excluding Neil's choices) what do you think would have to happen, or what do you think it would take for Meeks to go on a bender with the explicit intent of getting blackout drunk?

That is SUCH an interesting question, and it’s incredibly ironic that the first thing that popped into my head was The Day The Music Died lmao??

Honestly, when it comes to the Poets drinking for fun in general, I can see them being somewhat evenly split on “the usual suspects” (those who usually drink for fun) and the ones who get a kick out of watching their friends being idiots. I feel like Meeks (and Pitts too honestly) would usually fall under the latter option but they’ll indulge now and again with them because it’s fun

(or, alternatively, Meeks is like one of my friends and has a “once a year” policy that someone Charlie widdled down to “once twice a semester”, because it’s hilarious to see Meeks drunk and it’s an enjoyable enough feeling for him)

But blackout drunk? That’s tough. With the other Poets, I think I can safely say “Todd’s more a lay-down-and-be-numb-to-the-world type of guy like me” or “I can definitely see Charlie, Neil, Knox, and even Pitts trying to get blackout to wash away their feelings.”

Meeks seems pretty in tune with his feelings from what I’ve gathered? He doesn’t hide from it or others, as we’ve seen with his grieving. So he’s very emotionally intelligent as well as practically intelligent. I think if anything would make him want to get blackout drunk, it’s something he can’t talk about with anyone sober, something he can’t hide from but that he doesn’t want to necessarily confront.

I mean, it’s something I’ve seen with a friend of mine, to a certain extent. Like something just… happens that hits him especially hard, and it doesn’t really matter if the Poets would be understanding (because of course they would) — he has a hard enough time wrapping his head around it himself. And hey, pushing those ugly feelings down to chase a much more pleasant feeling that can take him out of that moment for a night sounds pretty nice

(don’t drink when you’re sad, kids 👍)

#I hope that was sufficient! I can probably talk specific scenarios maybe but that’s my vague analysis #based on my dumbass (beloved) friends!! bc they’re fools!! and drank when they’re sad!!! and or immoderately!!! #the same mf who told me never drink when I’m sad drank while they were sad can you believe the audacity #hmmm the urge to write drunk hcs for the poets now. #can you tell I’m slightly missing the ability to get drunk with my friends- #dead poets society #charlie dalton #steven meeks #todd anderson #neil perry #knox overstreet #gerard pitts #dps headcanons #stephen meeks #mutuals!!

[eefrostpoetry]

i drank too much today and thought too much and as the light slips away into the darkness of the night i find myself folding on top and over myself until i'm a jumbled mess that used to be a person

#poetry #spilled ink #poetry riot #dead poets society #depression #drunk #excerpt from a book I'll never write #I'm drunk #eefrost #eefrostpoetry #rupi kaur #rh sin #quotes #quote #poetry quotes #rh sin quote #milk and honey

[suryodita20]

Date someone who will make you laugh even if it’s 2:30 am and you’re lying in bed, crying because you sat there and overthought

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[hannahkayx]

I don’t drink

But tonight I’m sipping champagne

I’m singing Billie holiday

And I’m raising a glass to my shivered heart

The foretold abandonment of my inner circle child still clinging to your leg

My loneliness is an infection of your last kiss

A drug slid into my drink and all I can think is all the times you said you loved me

Like the last time, with your hands on my hips, my lips were chapped but you swore I still tasted like how I did in our first kiss fondled In your memories

Im singing Ella Fitzgerald

My tears slide, I weep over the deep wound of losing you

This pain feels eternal but if I’m lucky, I’ll black out and live presently with you

Maybe to a memory of us singing frank Sinatra

When we were high, when you loved me just right

I don’t drink but I’m guilty to an act of defiance

I’ll get drunk every night if it means I’m sleeping with you infinitely through every finite

-I’m drunk//Hannah Kay

#poet #poetry #spilled poetry #new poets society #poetscommunity #poetsandwriters #spiritual #love #heartbreak #drunk thoughts #grief #what is grief if not love persevering

[cowboysodapop]

my little rat brain reallllllly wants to write a series/project of dps oneshots all inspired by Noah Kahan’s album Stick Season but I just know I’ll never finish it. but then again.... 

#i keep talking myself out of it and then back into it #BUT LIKE A ONESHOT OF DIAL DRUNK WITH CHARLIE AND KNOX?!?!?! #like if I could guarantee at least one of them at would be the one cause SCREEEE I have a lot of ideas for it #dead poets society #dps

[deadly-danaid]

"Not all words make gold

Often they are but silver

Striving to come first"

||Never Forget-- Monica Lynn||

#black and white #up all night #words words words #spilled words #words or whatever #original haiku #daily haiku #haiku poem #drunk poetry #dead poets society #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #creative writing #words of wisdom #my quotes