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exaltedmichael · 1 year
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Check out Abundant Mind a collection of 100 original poems written by me😊. The link is also pinned to my page.
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abrighterspark · 9 months
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Hi Tumblr!! Just popping in to announce that my poetry book CROSSROADS is now available!
You can find it here.
This follows my first collection, METAPOETICAL, that I released in 2022 - so if you missed that one, make sure to check it out too! Where META was more about poetry and the muse, CROSSROADS is the love story between two characters. While I wouldn't classify it as a verse novel (as it is still a relatively short collection), CROSSROADS draws on aspects of narrative to tell its story more so than META did. It's something a bit different, but fun to write nonetheless.
I'm always so nervous about this part of the process, but I want to make sure that you know how appreciative I am for this platform and how my courage has grown throughout the years I've spent here. Tumblr is family, however you choose to support me and my words.
Much love,
Livia xx
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saturdaysentiments · 4 months
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Healer’s Dilemma
They blame the Healer of an Energetic match to The selfish taker But a spirit Of Divine Light Only wants souls To be embraced With its highest Self All Rights Reserved ©️ 2023
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drunk-on-writing · 1 year
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hi loves!! i'm currently looking for potential readers who're interested in receiving an early copy of "skeleton" in exchange for an honest review! if this is something you think you'd be interested in, please check out my google form for more information!! :)
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glittergracie · 1 year
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lion & lamb
Did I ever tell you?
Did I ever tell you how I dream of slitting myself open, beckoning you inside?
For I long to feel you breathe within me in only a way we can.
Every heave of my open chest is for you - for I have been graced with sharing the small sliver of life with you that I have been given.
Myself, a lion incapable of such gentle affection
Must learn to love the fragile lamb of yourself that I am incapable of denying.
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I was like a patient who cannot tell the
doctor Where it hurts , only that it does .
- Khalid Hosseini
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esstrauss · 2 years
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Poem…August 4, 2022
“The Panther”
I sit disturbingly quietly on my lily pad on top of my blue blanket (Septolet)
Instead of under it, lately
The heat beneath has become too intense
The lava from my volcano has enjoyed leaving prominent burn marks
Licking my paws, I stare deadly at the constellations (Panku)
I am the panther of the night
I am supposed to fear the waves
I do not
But I do not trust them as much as I used to
My plain tawny grayish coat unkempt
I do not always care to be the lipstick lioness of the concrete jungle (Septolet)
Only when the guitar strikes the correct heart chord in my hallow temple
They left too many scars
That went straight to my heart
My nails sink into the round floating leaf of a water lily
Fragile
Like me
Remnants of murky green chlorophyl crawl under my uptight paws and into my bloodstream (Septolet)
Making me sickly
And as we know
It ain’t easy being green
My whiskers in pain
Like my chakras
Too scared to dip back into the sea where I used to enjoy swaddling myself
In my blue blanket
Where I would cocoon
Protection in the pupal stage
To later blossom into a butterfly
Instead, I rest my unsure torso on-top of the disintegrate pieces of shallow nature (Septolet)
A wildcat who is exhausted from being on the prowl
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electricmooni · 2 years
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Poetry by me (aarmaiah) 💚
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imagination (1963) - harold ordway rugg
"chekhovs cat / schrödingers razor / occams gun"
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rebeccathepoetgirl · 5 months
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when will it stop hurting?
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saturdaysentiments · 4 months
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The Dark
The audacity to Live in peace May trouble the Souls of shadow Manipulation All Rights Reserved ©️ 2023
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drunk-on-writing · 1 year
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IM SO EXCITED because my upcoming poetry book 💀🦋 “skeleton” 🦋💀 is up on goodreads!!! this book is all about the ways i wrote myself through recovering from an ED and now i'm so thrilled that you can add it to your shelves! everyone who ‘wants to read’ it is getting a big virtual hug from me 🤍
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skellydun · 9 months
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absolutely love reading such a well-written story and falling a bit in love with the author based solely on the way they write. like baby the way you italicize words makes my heartbeat quicken.
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ہے‌ آنکھوں میں کمال اس کے
جب کلام کرتی ہے تو دل دھڑکتے ہیں ۔
Hai aankho mein kamal us ke
Jab Kalam karti hai to Dil dhadakte hain .
- Parween Shakir
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esstrauss · 2 years
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July 14, 2022
Poem… “The Scent of Heartache”
I have made the uncomfortable comfortable
I could have slept away the pain on feathers (Panku)
Though I gather I would not have retired easily (Panku)
Finally putting Cupid’s Arrow inside me looks rather posh (Panku)
But takes time to heal
Like my heart
Soul
And brain
A healing that will never be fully at peace (Panku)
Too much trauma repeated
Like the croutons that leave lingering garlic all over the inside of my mouth and outside of my lips
It takes may refreshing sessions and other foods to rid the halitosis
Until another potent piece of matter takes over me (Panku)
I can listen to Lisa Loeb
James Taylor
Whatever song has become my new favorite ear worm (Panku)
To help fight off the heartache
But like the seasonings
It is hard to control
And banish from my temple
Restless nights fighting off the banshees
They continue to keep parts of their magic stored in me
I say banshee given when they stole my heart
They kept control of it
When they relationships ended
Parts of me died
Unable to restore
Unlike the uncomfortable allicin breath given I will devour the pungent foods again (Septolet)
Because I enjoy the tastes and textures
I enjoyed their their tastes and textures
How do I kill off the fowl garlic breath? (Panku)
Heartache?
It’s very simple
I never fully will
But I can put my heart back out their until I meet the one who can tolerate my potency
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wolkenleere · 9 months
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And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
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