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nollthere · 13 days
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Available now. Read some selected poems here: https://tinyurl.com/poems1238 and if you like them, you can buy them here: https://tinyurl.com/getsomepoems
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mrmousetolliver · 4 months
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Allen Ginsberg, East 2nd Street, NYC 1960 by Mario Jorrin
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heartlessromantics · 5 months
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You blamed me for not finding the words to make you stay...
I blamed you for not finding the will.
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atalantethewaldfee · 3 months
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Fairytales
I kind of noticed a big misunderstanding of German fairytales.
There are two kinds of fairytales.
The folk fairytale:
This are your classic fairytales, born from a thousand years of oral history. Most of the Brother Grimm's fairytales are folk fairytales. Folk fairytales end well for the Heros and terrible for the villains (example: snow white- the evil queen is forced to dance in hot iron shoes till she dies, in snow whites Wedding)
It plays in an unknown land and in an unknown time. (starting phrase of fairytales in German : For langer, langer Zeit, in einem weiteren entfernten Land [A long, long time ago, in a far away land]) and features stereotypical characters like 'big bad wolf' and 'beatiful princess'.
It often uses magical numbers like...
7 (seven dwarves behind seven mountains, 7 ravens, seven flys killed' at once, seven Kids(?)/ little goats)
3 (three taskes, three ways to kill Snow White, three Balls in 'Aschenputtel' (German Cinderella))(examples for this are a little hard to explain in few words because they're so specific)
13 (thirteen fairies in sleeping beauty)
These stories are often uses to explain morals or rules of survival. (Don't abuse your Kids/ step Kids, don't just Run into the woods, don't let strangers into the House)
The Art fairytale:
This fairytales was written by an author and is Not meant to explain a rule or bring hope.
Most of these are very tragic. The little Mermaid (from Hans Christian Andersen) would be a good example.
Others would be 'The Steadfast Tin Soldier'(also from Hans Christian Andersen) or the 'girl with the matches' (ALSO from Hans Christian Andersen)(goodnes he wrote a lot of these, this poor man's mental health really was bad)(Spoiler: the solider and the girl die)
Hans Christian Andersen wrote 156 Art fairytales. Remember: they all endet badly! I think the guy set in Stone what an Art fairytales is?!? I did Not know that? I Just wanted to teach about fairytales, I did NOT want to learn about this man's tragic live.
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Like this are two books, full of fairytales (mostly Art fairytales) from the guy.
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TWO books.
And the title reads ' Die schönsten Haus- und Weihnachtsmärchen' (The Most beautiful home and Christmas fairytales)
Beautiful fairytales my ass. The guy kust did therapy but as written stories. I mean, he wrote Snow Queen, which kind of ends well? But that doesn't really make it better.
So before I end this, to mull over Hans mental health:
Fairytales are not the only type of German folk Story. They are a very specific Type, that follows specific rules. Other types follows other rules.
Not every German folk Story ist a fairytale. And other very old Stories can end badly, but then it's not a fairytale. Not a folk one at least. But maybe it's danish and actually from this depressed Gay Poet that seems to have written all the Art fairytales of my childhood. Further more, there are many folk fairytales that do not come from Germany, but those also follow These rules more or less. (There are also a lot of different versions of the same fairytale all over Europe)
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panicfable · 6 months
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here's a poem I wrote today
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johnnycagesrightnut · 5 months
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If I wrote poetry about being gay and sinning and god and angels and no acceptance would that be too silly goose or would yall eat that up
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vixkirksleftballsack · 9 months
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Noel Gruber from a think I ended up never finishing
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mas0n606 · 1 year
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hello, M - poem.
“Who the fuck are you, M” I ask myself this shit everyday And only satan answers me Who M probably is? Just some fucking guy trying to graduate I dunno
Who do I want M to be? Okay well M is an entity He’s not a person A mixture of divinity and evil Spawned to test me To see how long I can last Withough jumping over this fucking table Running over to him and ripping him limb from limb Searching his flesh to find traces of humanity to ease myself To find answers
Part of my wishes he’s just as fucking crazy as me A game of cat and cat M moved his seat two days ago From the center of the room to the left Angled at my side My blind spot Did he do that to watch me To observe me like a predator with their prey when i'm blissfully Not so blissfully unaware?  
Does he know i'm crazy Does he know who i am Does he know my real name Does he know my motive
Did he too meet satan Did he look him in the eye Did he succumb to the dark Does he resist Does he cry at night like me Spiral like me Obsess like me Is he also aware Are his eyes open Who are you, M He fucking tortures me, you know You’d think the knowledge that people gossip bullshit about me behind my back And are malicious towards me every waking day Would be torturous enough But no
That fucking boy I walk in unscathed I walk out mangled beyond recognition I hate you, M But i fucking love you I want to kill myself when im around you Tell me who you are, M. Please.
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verberation · 2 years
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Trainee Priest at Rochuskapelle // Richard Scott, 2012
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urjaticwords · 2 years
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We have but faith: we cannot know;   For knowledge is of things we see   And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow.
Alfred Lord Tennyson - 1809-1892
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beauatnight · 3 months
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Aristos Achaion
I wish to worship at the altar of you To pray, kneeling at the crux of your thighs If Adonis has set foot on this earth once more Then he is surely in my bed
I want my votives to overwhelm For the bounty of my piety to flow down temple steps For the gods to cry, writhing in ecstasy To call out in languages of old
I wish to worship at the altar of your mouth To know what the inside of a deity tastes like Like gold and wine, smoke and berries I want to breath in silken holiness
I want Narcissus to weep for self love And to see himself anew in the clear waters I want you, άριστος αχαιών, to find absolution in my hands I want, I want, I want…
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heartlessromantics · 4 months
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Are you hanging on because you want me here or because you don't want to be alone?
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johnnycagesrightnut · 5 months
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I’m going to write poetry about this man. Whether it’s sappy lovely poetry or about how not knowing what we are and being into him is eating me alive. I have written 13 poems today so not test me handsome ❗️❗️❗️
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tommy2020 · 4 months
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I’m a boy and I kiss other boys.
I’m a boy and I was not born a boy.
I’m a boy and I use unconventional pronouns.
I’m a boy and I want to live as a boy.
I’m a boy and I want to be free to say that out loud.
I’m a boy and I want to live without fear of being hurt.
Just like the other boys.
My friend is a girl and she likes boys.
My friend is a girl and she was not born a girl.
My friend is a girl and uses she/her.
My friend is a girl and she wants to be called a girl, not a slur.
My friend is a girl and she should be allowed to live as a girl.
My friend is a girl and she shouldn’t be assaulted because she is a girl.
Just like the other girls.
My sibling is nonbinary and they like every gender.
My sibling is nonbinary and they were not born that way.
My sibling is nonbinary and uses whatever pronouns they feel like.
My sibling is nonbinary and wants to be perceived as a person too.
My sibling is nonbinary and should be allowed to choose what they call themselves.
My sibling is nonbinary and shouldn’t be shoved under the rug because their gender identity “doesn’t make sense”.
Just like other people.
WE ARE PEOPLE.
TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS.
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