weatheredpoetry
Weathered Poetry
I am a writer and artist. My name is Amanda Shelton I love Gothic culture and literature. I was a Goth and still have a deep love for the culture.
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Ginger Beans Passed Away From Unknown Illness - And I Adopted A New Kitty Named Storm
Hello my lovelies, so I haven’t posted updates about my life in a long while. I’ve been dealing with health issues and my cat Ginger Beans got sick two weeks ago on Thursday and he had to go to the emergency veterinary hospital. I spent $2,000 trying to save him but he was suffering from fluid on his lungs from unknown infection. I said goodbye to Bean on Thursday afternoon, they will scatter his…
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Poetic Endeavors
I used to think love
was searching for me,
I was under its tow,
and love was always
behind me.
My heart was full of
joy and magical ideas
for the future.
So naive I was,
a child dancing
on a dime of
wasted time.
Digging deeper
into my imagination
of the possibilities.
I am a dreamer of
all possibilities.
A people pleaser and
creative deep thinker,
my heart is a large chest
filled with chaotic…
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Moon Man Smile
Upon this lonely night,
I ponder on the stars,
as they gaze upon the earth
from their heavenly bow.
My heart is somewhat else,
my mind is lingering there too.
The night is like a curtain of darkness,
it slowly fell upon the day as the sun
bowed for its heavenly host and left
the stage and the moon came beaming
bright like a spotlight to smile upon
the night.
Smile wide moon man, smile bright
its…
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Superpowers
I have superpowers,
I can disappear and be silent
like a ghost.
I am a hollow heart, it slowly filled
with sorrow, it was dug out by love
that hurt me and left me behind
as it ran away from me into the dark.
As love devoured me I struggled,
it’s chains were tight and rotted
from my tears I cried its rust grew
and decayed.
My pillow is soaked in my blood,
my tears drowned me, the mud
came to take…
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Caffeine
Rolling rolling rolling,
my thoughts are pondering.
The processing is thunderous,
static and loud as the caffeine
migrates through my body.
Calming down slowly, slowly, slowly,
grinding down to sleep as
the caffeine migrates through
my body.
Caffeine! It grinds my gears
for a moment and slowly calms
me down so I can sleep.
Gives me purpose to move around
to build things, and think faster
than…
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A Fool
I was a fool, always searching
for the one but none were
as blind as me.
Amongst the roses are the thorns,
and the weeds lay beneath
they like to choke everything.
I was a fool, for love hit me,
tripped me and played
my heartstrings like
a fiddle.
Foolish me, always searching
for the one but none were
as blind as me.
I once laid beneath the roses
as the bush slowly wrapped itself
around my heart…
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Mother Nature - Revised From The Original And Extra Thoughts
Mother nature laied down
her gown with a sigh,
as she opens her eyes
to reveal the sky,
the moon winked and
she bowed and opened her mind.
As she reached for the moon
in her hands lives stars that
flew and grew into the universe
for you and I to see and to enjoy.
So remember this,
when you look at the heavens,
you are looking at your
future and past and now is
the crossroads to both,
and this…
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Toot toot! ring ring! The Narcissist
Trump repeats himself
because he can’t imagine
anything else.
He got to a black hole and
jumped inside now he’s
honking his horn and
ringing the bell on his
handlebars, riding around
on his bike in circles in the dark.
You can imagine hearing him
honking his horn and ringing the bell,
toot toot! ring ring! over and over again.
The narcissist is like a clown on a bike,
they toot their horn and…
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A Haunted Heart
Daisies in bloom,
loves choking on you.
Digging for corpses,
ghosts from past love affairs
tangled in the roots.
Walking in moonlight upon
loves grave, it haunts my heart,
after you left a hole formed,
and you broke your vows
and the bow break’s causing
you to fall into the deep emptiness
that was your heart.
Happy Valentine’s,
may love rest in pieces
upon hollowed ground.
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Sad me - Seasons Change Collection - Star
I once stood like a tree,
my roots were free but grounded
at my feet.
My seasons changed, pain falling
like leafs fly from my life.
That like a seed, I bloomed
I grew and I shed my leafs
to release the ghosts
from the old me.
I then flew free, to the wind
I am smoke, a shadow of
my former self remained,
and under my shade
I protect my heart.
I once had a beaten heart,
bleeding on the…
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Like A Vampire
Who said I was strange?
You saw my shadow instead
of my face.
You expected a cold embrace
but my warmth is like a candle
in the cool breeze it lingers
for awhile with my
Cheshire cat smile.
In the silence I am a loud whisper,
I am a breath on your neck
and a reminder of your
life.
Until the night devours the day,
I am a corpse. In my coffin I lay,
pondering all day.
Lingering like a vampire.
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Chaos
Wood collided with fire,
birthing smoke and chaos.
Water collided with heat,birthing steam and chaos.
Light collided with darkness,birthing the sky and chaos.
Pressure collided with release,birthing energy and chaos.
Life collided with change,birthing society and chaos.
Existence is chaos.
©️ 2024 By Amanda D Shelton
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The Power Of Dreams
Rolling undercover,
the clouds filled with thunder,
dreams came raining down.
Upon my boat of ideas I float,
upon the sea of stars
and mysteries I road
the chaotic waves.
The darkness rose to make way
for the light, it burned brighter
by the moment.
The stars danced and sang,
collided with my imagination
as I dove into the mysterious
I grew like a root into the chaos
of my life.
Dreams are more…
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Manipulation
Of The Oppressed
Change!
Stand up, sit down
now turn around!
Stop!
Think twice before you speak,
for you influence life with your voice.
Words are more powerful than swords
and guns, because words can cause
change without causing death.
You don’t need a voice to speak,
you can write and communicate
in diverse ways.
Stand above the manipulation
of the oppressed, sit down when
you need to rest.
No one fits the…
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The Dumpster Fire Donald Trump
Dumpy Dumpy got a little grumpy, pooped his pants and set it on fire. Now he's been called a smelly liar.
You know, I thought maybe Donald Trump lived on the toilet and that’s why he has time to rant online. Now I think he’s living in the sewer like a whiny monster pooping himself while his followers spray him down with fake spray on tan and rubbing his wounds with rancid mayonnaise and slapping a diaper on him. He’s a diaper boy sandwich no one wants to be up wind to so they flinch and crawl away…
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Trump The Smelly Old Ham
Donald Trump is a panic button
on hold, ready to blow but went
plop instead of boom!
He’s been turning red for years
because he is a narcissistic sociopath.
He’s a rotting piece of meat
covered in spray on tan
so it makes sense
he smells like his products.
Trash smells like trash and
if you use perfume
to cover the small
you will smell like both.
😷🙊💨
Donald Trump rolls like an over
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Buried
Beneath Pain And Suffering
Depression can seem like
internal darkness, it shrouds
the mind miss guides thoughts
into its deepest depths of poverty.
It seems I’ve been wandering
for two thousand years or more
within my dreams of vivid thoughts,
its choking me holding me to the ground
with its thorny roots.
I bled for its embrace.
The shadows of the past follow me,
my future ghost picks at my wounds
reminding me of my future…
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