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putah-creek · 1 year

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If your plate is empty, bring it to me, and I will fill it. Should you be cold, I will light the fire. When the day is hard and heavy, return to me here. I will carry the burden for as long as we both shall breathe. In this life I will take your part, you do not walk alone.

james lee jobe

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cozycoffinzzz · 8 months

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The Life I Want

A house burns, and in its

place nestles a pond and fowl.

The pond is drained, and

surrenders to an orphanage.

Does tilling and sowing

not yield a harvest?

And if not the crops,

does it not build a stronger back,

and hardy hands?

No, no work is without

purpose, or result.

There's time,

I'll be fine.

The life I want

will be mine.

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angelauniversalsky · 2 years

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yoursdelilah · 2 years

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escapril day v: crush

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quiet-storm132 · 2 years

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The flutter of words

Like wings fly around my head

To land on paper

Haiku mini series: 1 - 10

From start to finish #9

01/07/2022

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arkofbreath · 2 years

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my girl is a floral teacup filled with liquor

but i don’t drink liquor

i drink love, and there is never enough

never enough for us

although it is true

i have never felt more alone

and i have nothing to lose

when close

“because you are you”

hair is the undergrowth of a meadow,

heart of blooming tulips

lips prickly and big, roses on her tongue

love in a cup

that i will never drink

because i do not love her

i love things that are dead

and her love is more alive

than any of mine

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letsrantbabe · 2 years

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Make Me Feel

Make me feel like I’m the only one, even though I know you have many others.

I can’t understand why you give us hope when I know this isn’t what you want.

It makes me feel used.

Are you using me, or am I using you?

I’m stuck in the pattern of your love.

This feeling I have from you makes me feel sick.

Your love is twisted, misunderstood, wicked.

My sweet medication, my poison and prize.

I love those lies that hide behind your eyes.

You can’t make me feel whole because your only half a person alone. I’m sorry.

I wish I could somehow make you the person you really wanted to be, but you say it’s too late and now your just fine being stuck in your ways.

I’ll admit I’m on this rollercoaster, but I’m not getting off yet. It makes me feel alive and no one can ever replace that.

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witchestomb · 3 years

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Thanks for answering my anon question! My initial interpretation of your poem was that it’s about how men’s perception of women is corrupted by the media. This is indicated in the line, “my fishbowl life directed by Hollywood; through a lens of his gaze.” Since we as women are inherently provocative through their lens, we are perceived solely as sexual objects. Through the male gaze, we are stripped of our identities, leaving us as vessels for men to use to fulfill their desires. Since men perceive us in this manner, we change ourselves, our true identities to satisfy their desires. Men perpetuate these impossible and unachievable standards, and we have no choice but to reach them. We destroy ourselves to meet those standards, in beauty, specifically. From experience, the one compliment that has the most impact as a woman is hearing that you are beautiful. When you aren’t beautiful, you are worthless; however if you are deemed conventionally attractive, you receive that attention that is so desperately craved. If we deviate ourselves from their expectations, we are defiant, but in that defiance, we are no longer deemed desirable. Anyway, I could go on and on and give you a prolonged feminist rant haha, but that’s just my broad interpretation! It is lovely poem, you are a fantastic writer. Good luck on your future writings!

1) thank you so much for the compliments and 2) thank you so much for taking time out of your life to engage with my writing. I Love hearing how readers interpret my work because i am a huge fan of the subjective nature of the genre.

So anyone feel free to do the same just send me an ask in my mailbox

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therebepoems · 3 years

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Winds catch them,

The decaying aroma of them-

The leaves with the bright colors-

Leaving a sweet scent clinging amongst the air,

Only to drift to entwine inside a fair nose,

It is savored for that one second,

It is worth falling apart for.

Alex Delorme

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anshpreetkaur13 · 3 years

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he asks me, “what am i to you” and i say nothing in return. instead i place my throbbing heart upon his naked hands.

- anshpreet kaur

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briarmoon · 3 years

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Jane Doe (Rondel)

Grave keeper, please remember me; Tend to my final resting place. No family roots left to trace, Or bric-a-brac there to fancy. Heaven knows my identity; On Earth, I’m just a nameless face. Grave keeper, please remember me; Tend to my final resting place. Honor my haunted memory Lingering in this lonesome space; Won’t someone keep me company? To know sweet mercy and God’s grace! O’ grave keeper, remember me; Tend to my final resting place!

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putah-creek · 1 year

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Dew on each and every leaf

every blade of grass

sunrise is magical

how blessed am I

everyday

just to see it

--james lee jobe

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prasannawrites · 4 years

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summation.

i want to tear the sky open, and drink the ocean you spilled. i want to be cradled in your lap, while you hum a familiar melody. i want to be on the cusp of where your thoughts become dreams. i want to drown in your eyes when sunlight comes pouring in. it’s easier to want you in parts, it sums up to more than what the heart desires. in your entirety, you are ethereal.

source: prasannawrites

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angelauniversalsky · 2 years

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marigoldjesus · 4 years

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The sky was white pink

I sat on you with my skirt on

And unbuttoned my blouse.

Your hand runs down my neck

To my intermammary cleft.

In nature and my eroticism blushing.

Seduction of an angel is like

Biting and bleeding as I look up

To the sun replaying your image

Under my eyelids. In your hands is

The experience of dying and resurrecting

With someone else's.

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quiet-storm132 · 2 years

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The Stopwatch

A stopwatch

Holds time in place

As its hands circumnavigates its face

Stopping briefly to count the seconds

Displaying information to those who can read and decipher its cryptic message

A revelation that goes beyond one's understanding

Time is limited yet endless

A common commodity

That's value is priceless

11/4/21

©Quiet-Storm

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