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[aestheticbiopolar]

“And God said 'love your enemy,' and I obeyed him and loved myself.” — Kahlil Gibran

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[daremna]

Aphrodite: mœurs antiques, Pierre Louÿs

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[hiddenjane]

Poetry and picture by hiddenjane

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[enchantresssiren]

𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐈

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[collectingforgottenpoetry]

The living come with grassy tread To read the gravestones on the hill; The graveyard draws the living still, But never any more the dead. The verses in it say and say: “The ones who living come today To read the stones and go away Tomorrow dead will come to stay.” So sure of death the marbles rhyme, Yet can’t help marking all the time How no one dead will seem to come. What is it men are shrinking from? It would be easy to be clever And tell the stones: Men hate to die And have stopped dying now forever. I think they would believe the lie.

"In a Disused Graveyard," by Robert Frost. As featured in "New Hampshire," 1923 edition.

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[melodyjadepoetrysblog]

The Mirror Knight

the mirror knight

The legend, the story runs fast about a strange man and a beautiful lady

A story that will never be forgotten

Darkness and mist cover the place

A neat little room of flowers and paintings

a mysterious mirror

A little music box that is heard at the bottom of that mansion

A beautiful lady who sings to the moon

a golden theater

The night looks cold and mysterious like no other

A strange essence flooded the place

No one knows that behind that mirror lives a dark knight from a peculiar era.

He sings with her

She listens to his deep accent

Tell me strange dark knight what do you intend to do now?

Tell me knight of darkness owner of this great palace that you hide under that mask?

You walk discreetly through the palace walls

Your lonely and wandering soul seeks to be loved by the lady of the velvet white moon

The mirror knight

Fire from darkness

The night knight

Music soul

Sapphire blue knight

Dictate your poetry

Are you looking to be loved by the lady of the golden theater?

Opera silver knight

Moon soldier

Your spirit, your soul and your voice are heard on this hectic night of the full moon

There you are night knight of the opera

Taking power in my mind

Ancient mirror knight

Love me forever

Think of me more than anyone

Secret mirror knight

Music master of darkness

Melody Jade ~ 🌹

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[cigarrw-s]

Mary Oliver, On meditating, sort of

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[luv-rs-s]

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[sophthecanofsoup]

I peer from behind a tree

To where you are standing - emersed.

Eyes, lips, hair

Catching the delicate glow of moonlight

So you shine

In a dark, black night.

Love.

Running towards you,

As we embrace, spinning in circles together,

Skirts flying in every direction.

As we race, hand in hand,

Laughing in every colour.

Despair.

This endless game of hide and seek.

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[witchqueenofthemoon]

via @curiousvolumes

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[milesnotdocile]

I carry your heart with me( I carry it in my heart)

E.E. Cummings

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[onemagazine-archives]

"Sonnet" by William V. Stone

Volume 9, Issue 3 / March 1961

[ID: Love, let me sing the splendor of your thighs

And that soft line irradiating from

Your back, nor to false modesty succumb:

These are chaste and lovely as your eyes.

The shoulder's softness and the breast's surmise,

The silken waist nor the sweet buttocks shun,

Nor last - though Love, there be a shamefast some

Who would defame it with a false surmise -

Last, last and loveliest, that store the wealth

Lies hidden in the sanctuary place

Where love alone may enter and not die,

Although if the intruder there by stealth

Be smitten, having ravaged for a space,

I should not grudge it, were the intruder I ]

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[someonesomewhereouttheree]

He ate my burning heart. He ate it submissively, as if afraid, as love wept.

- Frank Bidart, from " Half-light: Collected poems 1965-2016, 'Love Incarnate'".

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[hiddenjane]

From “A Heap Of Livin’ Along Life’s Highway” by Edgar Guest

This was the book that my great grandmother kept in her bedside table.

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[thedeadsocietypoet]

I just can’t help this feeling of ‘nothing’

I just can’t feel the butterflies —

I bet it’s their broken wings

that are giving them a hard time,

maybe they are decaying in my gut

that burned them with the fire of my angst,

or they have their reservations for someone,

someone new or

someone they’ve been in captivity of,

who pressed them against the white sheet,

nailed their wings to the wall,

and sealed them in a glass cage

for the world to witness the abductioner’s triumphs

over a fluttering creature —

that once decided to rest on the palm of his hand.

- the s.

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[collectingforgottenpoetry]

If I don't drive around the park, I'm pretty sure to make my mark. If I'm in bed each night by ten, I may get back my looks again, If I abstain from fun and such, I'll probably amount to much, But I shall stay the way I am, Because I do not give a damn.

Observation, by Dorothy Parker. As featured in Enough Rope, 1926 edition.

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