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haikkun · 2 years

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In 1 month, I head to Europe for 5 weeks as tour manager for the acclaimed Claire Kelly (check her out! 🥳). It’s kind of a break-even adventure for me (no complaints… exciting experiences are worth their weight in gold!) so I am hoping to supplement that time with some of my writing, since I’ll be in such inspiring places! I’m not asking for donations (wouldn’t turn them down, either 😛), but if you would like to help support my adventure, I’ll write you a custom poem for $20! It can be about you, someone you’d like one written for, a prompt of your choosing, or something I’ve encountered on the trip! I don’t have an income at the moment, so this would ensure that I’m not in danger of cutting corners while traveling, and also push me to write a bit. Feel free to share!

PayPal @haikkun

Venmo @maureen-armstrong

If you would like to support my writing long-term, here’s my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/MaureenArmstrong which will have all sorts of cool insider access not seen on this blog! (Like this song… it’s still under construction, but good things like poetry reading live-streams and walk-throughs of my writing process coming soon!)

Thank you for all the continued support!

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poppiesandpromises · 1 year

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Who is/are your writer-crush(es)?

There are so many that I will INEVITABLY miss someone but here's a start!

@warxpunkxmonk

@lets-dance-to-joy-division

@elvedon

@moonjunesoon

@definegodliness

@autumnsunshine10

@purgatorypoetry

@betterthannonfiction

@cruxymox

@phoenixculpa

@haikkun

@chucklingpecan

@oddman-the-oldman

@its-toasted

@jordynhaiku

@allnightsong2

@haikudude

@fantodsdhrit

@goneahead

@undertheheart

Edited to include @randomlyjay !!

And there are probably hundreds more I'm omitting. So much talent on this website!! 💜

#asks #anonymous #Writer recs

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sanddollarpoems · 1 year

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Who is/are your writer-crush(es)?

Haha this is an interesting ask. There are so many amazing writers here that inspire me deeply! I really don't have nearly enough time to read them all. I don't know that any of them qualify as my crushes per say, but I admire and respect all of them. I always fall a little in love with anyone who has a way with words. 😉 I will list a few below who I can remember off the top of my head (please don't take this as a complete list, since there are so many that I am sure I will forget! I hate these kinds of things because my working memory isn't always very good.)

@haikkun @definegodliness @wordrummager @purgatorypoetry @petrow @azukilynn @adamantseal @artymys @aubriestar @mikefrawley @manderson1970060 @alejandropoeta @cherokeeghostwriter @dg-fragments @followcb @heartofmuse @keatsonthebeach @ohlookroses @quaintobsessions @strikezilla01 @takingstockofwhatmattersmost

#sanddollarpoems #asks #and answers #anon #thanks for the ask!#❤️

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purgatorypoetry · 2 years

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Poetry prompt (and I only entrust this one to you): A clam lived to be 507 years old. What did it regret?

they say all rivers lead to the sea -

I've had time enough to crawl every single one and I can say with all confidence this is true,

warm rivers and cold rivers and slow movers and fast talkers and this one's too quick and narrow - this one says troubling things when she sleeps

I've crawled-by tongue and tasted every last one of your filthy cities, drank up your farm run-off it made me strong and sometimes when the night's just right I can glow in the dark,

iridescence - I'm just a trick of the moon but no one's perfect I guess

one thing is I learned to take it slow, to chew the earth and to know what it means to give thanks, if I had palms they would be yours but mostly I'm just all shell these days -

I don't regret my lust for the saltwater

you'd probably jump there first - five-hundred-seven years on this earth of watching every last river spill into the sea and wondering what it would be like for me to breathe that open, aimless freedom but

I was born right next to a gentle stream, a freshwater creature but always one tempted to know how everything feels, satin to sandpaper I'm really pretty soft once you split me open -

I never even regretted letting you split me open,

fry me up and season me to taste, no

my only regrets are the parts of me that you left on your plate

#haikkun #poetry #poeticstories #poetry portal #wc-writerscreed #creative writing #spilled ink #prose #poets on tumblr #poem #poetryriot #lit #alt lit #prompt #answer #weird prompt and i love it

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getcareless · 2 years

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Cold Air Seeping

Cold air seeping,

sending shivers up the spine.

Stars were speaking,

I considered it a sign.

Flowers sleeping

in the winter storming line.

Spent hours seeking -

to be hindered from divine.

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I heard weeping

when the rivers froze in time.

Snow this weekend

means I’m blistering in rhyme.

I know a secret,

the words quiver at the climb.

Promises from keeping -

is it bitter or sublime?

JP

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jack-landes · 3 years

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SALOMÉ DE L. CRANACH

LAS PALABRAS no nos salvan.

Pero ayuda a sobrevivir y nos sobrevive: en otras bocas. Al ladrido de la Ausencia el gemido de la Sombra. Al silencio de la Sombra el aullido de la Imagen. Y así vamos cometiendo los mismos crímenes, los mismos errores sin memoria. ¿Para qué se hizo, entonces, la Imagen, la mano en la piedra, la mano en el lienzo? Si todos entendiéramos que el acto es intención aún invisible, si comprendiéramos que no hay final sino ciclos, si lo entendiéramos, podríamos dejar las bandejas de plata, dejar de ser enemigos e intentar ser inocentes.

SALOMÉ DE L. CRANACH

(S)WORDS CAN’T save us.

But they helps to survive and it survives us: in other mouths. To the bark of Absence the howl of the Shadow. To the silence of the Shadow the howl of the Image. And so forth we continue committing the same crimes, the same mistakes without memory. What, were the Image, the hand on the stone, the hand on the canvas made for, then? If everyone understood that the act is an intention still invisible, if we understood that there is no end but cycles, if we understood it, we could leave the silver trays, stop being enemies and try to be innocent.

Translated by autor today 2021-2-6.

De “El libro de Salomé”. Ed. A.C. Al-Bakri Huelva: 2014

#salome #haikkun #@haikkun

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nobeerreviews · 5 years

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What is the most notable beer you’ve had in recent memory? What is your favorite beer of all time?

A dark ale named Kemosabe from the Romanian brewery (Amon-Ra) Olovina was surprisingly good, but I don’t have an all-time fav. They are too tightly linked to their special moments to be able to separate what’s beer and what’s memory. And I don’t want to break either with a dissection...

#ask #romanian beer #yum #kemosabe #olovina #amon-ra #haikkun

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thegoblinbee · 5 years

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haikkun replied to your post “there’s nothing quite like the blinding light”

I think you know absolutely ALL of my favorite words... and weave them together like a knife folded upon itself hundreds of times over until it’s so strong and thin it’s more dangerous than a dull blade. You write with the efficient evisceration of a razor. ❤️

I have no idea how to respond to this, it’s so kind and so beautiful. Thank you, dear one.

#haikkun

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deusvacuus · 3 years

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Lost?

To be “lost” implies that there is some place you are always required to be, and only the guardians of that expectation (yourself included) can render the judgment that you are anywhere or nowhere wrongly.

So how much then do you contribute to your own feelings of lostness. If you weren’t yelling after that version of yourself who is always running ahead on the trail and laughing along with the forest: would that version be better or worse off? For one man’s getting lost is another man’s getting better.

Being your own best caretaker, when you stop obsessively keeping track of where you’re going and where you’ve gone, then you can finally experience the freedom of not being kept in so small a crate as your own narrowest expectations make.

I choose to believe that at all moments, you’re not supposed to be anywhere except where you are right then. Really, how could you be anywhere else?

#prose #spilled ink #deusvacuus #quote prompt #@haikkun

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dirtysouthpawpoetry · 7 years

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They say “pain is beauty” Well I want to be The beauty in the throb The grace in the macabre The thousand tiny paper cuts That wish like cranes upon your skin I want to be the char in the chagrin Even flames get high On fake wind Cardboard fluttered so fire gutters But sparks only last so long With tinder just newspaper kindling It takes a lot of consuming For the coal to ensue Lay down your limbs dripping pitch Break the oak Send the smoke What have you got to lose? Baby, I want to be the ash in your hue I want to burn myself blue 7/11/17

Maureen Armstrong | “The Ember in Your Umber”

#spoken word #writerscreed #creed64 #july discovery #haikkun #dsppoetry

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definegodliness · 4 years

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A tinkerer’s listening

For the white on screen, And the black scribbles evoking this Inner voice, falling short. I am in debt of your true prowess. For the cadence, lyricism, and intonation; The deliberate pronunciations Of your incantations That have needlessly abashedly proven me That I am, as a fact, in debt Of your prowess. It is a fallacy, yet in all honesty My mind could ne'er conjure such beauty As the lines, cascading like water On rock, turned smooth and slippery Underneath the ever-pummeling of life-giving Water. The reinstating of land That could have always have been By solidifying lava. There is steam And a bursting crackling of the ancient core Coming out to the surface To be once more, Quenched in the deliverance of natural forces; All of this captured by the poetess. I am in your debt, for my reading voice Knows no passion and shrieks with the dead; Solely judging cadence, lyricism, and verses, As if emotion has nothing to do with it. The tinkerer drops his hammer And hears the gears sing As if there never was Such a thing as A machine.

--- 13-4-2020, M.A. Tempels © “... upon late night listening to @haikkun‘s all in all beyond wonderful spoken word event.”

#friends on tumblr #best poetess #yes i am part of the haikkun fandom #we wear raccoon hats #and meet every first saturday of the month

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haikkun · 6 months

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Share My Gum

I cry

Like you cum

Spilling down our knuckles

Licked from both our thumbs

And the rivulets’ reflexive

Desire to meld together

Has me wondering less

How you could smell

The spearmint

Across the phone

And more

Why we cannot

Share the suffering

Like we shared

The joy

________________________

Maureen Armstrong @haikkun

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barbaranestor2 · 5 years

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Upstairs :) is @haikkun original poem and in the basement is me@barbaranestor2

Heel

Hold me back with

But a chirrup

Some one word command

A well placed gaze

Or gesture of the hand

Put me in my place

And I will heel

Though heed…

I will not

Heal

Now starts barbaranestor2 poem

Eureka dream

A chirruped memento

Blue blood gruesome heel

A melodious muse and a mad unicorn command

A mannered glamorized photographed

Put the rebellious ones

Back with a gesture of your aristocratic hand

Back in perplexed places

I promise you you’ll heal

But mind you just let me fade in my obscured sadness

Cuz the sociopath magic me

Doesn’t want at last to

Heal

But never forget I’ll never never forget your

Pampered melancholic

Heel

#@haikkun #poetry #alt lit #twcpoetry #queued post #creative writing #smittenbypoetry

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sanddollarpoems · 2 years

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Before I open my eyes

I reach out and fumble the light switch

And it feels grippingly sour

Lemondrop martini sucking on a copper penny

Eyes fly open desperately

Seeing only a stale musk glaring

This pungent looking room

Bathed in Applewood smoke sunshine

The footfall pounding in my eardrums

Makes up for the paralysis within my digits

Traffic and the road slush it kicks up rakes

A frigid brain freeze finger ’twixt my temples

I smell the outline of a treescape

Watercolor scented still life

The waft of the overcast glare

Sends me covering my nose in protest

As I choke back the deafening swallow

The static of the bedsheets crack like puffed rice

On my tongue, curling around your name

The first time you said it on the phone

Note: this is the collaboration between myself and @haikkun as a result of the CPR Challenge!! She's amazing and wonderful and if you don't follow her, GET OVER TO HER BLOG AND FOLLOW!! ❤

#sanddollarpoems #haikkun #collab #poetry #reply poetry #poetry collaboration #Tumblr CPR challenge

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purgatorypoetry · 3 years

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TMI Tuesday: Tell us about your first crush and all the places you carved their name ☺️

Poem inbound

#haikkun #ask #prompt

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quaintobsessions · 2 years

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Landing

After a restful break, finally simmering down to some dreaming, I return with poetry, photos, and a very nearly fully repainted bookcase-with-ladder. Whilst on said ladder, kitten Liam managed to climb up via my jeans and sweater to watch what I was doing. I got him down before he doused himself in rosered paint, but it was a close one. Fortunately he cuddled up in the salad bowl with his sushi toy to sleep.

Because I'll only very slowly get around to thanking you all personally, here's a huge thanks for all your comments, sweet messages and myriad kindnesses to these amazing souls in particular:

@dhritkavya-rasayana, @betterthannonfiction, @lebuc, @burymedeepdown, @aubriestar, @definegodliness, @cemetery-fox, @rhymingtherapy, @omni-augustin, @scriptedsilence, @sherrylephotography, @thespiandrummer, @hjsphoto, @somebodyssongbird, @dirtyfilthy, @mikefrawley, @manoelt-finisterrae, @unrulyseeker, @petrow, @pocketfullofpoesies, @praggya1993, @apartialvacuum, @hernameis-goldie, @rivermusic, @kaiserbladz, @finitesun, @lorienfae, @its-toasted, @autumnsunshine10, @lunaragent, @distilled-prose, @jabberamongthetrees, @marauderfan, @haikkun, @delightofmysoul, @elvedon

Now let's get on with some more music, shall we? 💜🌹

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