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Poetry
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"Warning" by ~TheObviousChild
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"Cosmic Frolics" by ~motherofthesky
Featured by ~ColonelFitz
"i am arturo bandini" by ~aeronautics
featured by: =kersee9
"Healing time" by =rockgem
Suggested by ~ashellessmind
Featured by `YouInventedMe
"Hagiography" by ~renaissance1912
Visual
Featured by ~SirBret
"Adeline-Visual" by `StJoan
Prose
featured by: *rachel-rhapsody
"when time stuck at eleven ten" - ~ChloroformBoy
featured by: *Miss-S-Bird
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"From the Desk off..." by *TheStorageGnome
Featured by: ~Magic-fan
"Soaring Ashes -Prologue-" by ~WendehJoey16
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PoetryFeatured by !KneelingGlory
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"Warning" by ~TheObviousChild
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Cosmic FrolicsI’ve swam through the sky up past the sun
Gathering warm stars to nibble upon
And stuck them all throughout my hair
As merrily I dipped along.
Sweet drops I’ve slurped from the Milky Way
That old cow had jumped over the moon;
She’d dined on sweetest fodder this day
Soared so high you’d swoon.
Nestled in celestial woodlands of heaven
A Mama Bear and her baby abide;
Six bright stars make Mama bold
And Sagittarius guards nearby.
I took a long bath in a meteor shower
With Hale-Bopp Comet brand soap.
Most energizing, a miracle truly;
I think I should call the Pope!
I’ve got a notion ‘bout black holes
"Cosmic Frolics" by ~motherofthesky
Featured by ~ColonelFitz
i am arturo bandini1. (ask the dust, prequel)
a wolf finds a half-dead deer by following ravens,
he steals, breaking open the ribcage,
the animal stops struggling.
cawing is heard throughout the forest.
2. (ask the dust)
alone, i have been walking for days
and still have not found anything.
the desert is wide, my water
is now gone.
i will die tomorrow.
i remember the days you wrote
while i jumped in the ocean water.
i could say those were the best days
of my life, before the dead skin
and the drugs and the mental institutions.
before he sent me out into the cold,
hope still bright in my eyes from dusk
until the unforgiving white dawn.
i coul
"i am arturo bandini" by ~aeronautics
featured by: =kersee9
Healing timeHealing
The damaged flesh
With precision stitches
Carefully wrap in bandages
Mending
Healing
A fractured mind
Finding a person from
Where they retreated deep inside
To hide
Healing
The broken heart
Piecing back together
The trust that was betrayed and the
Love lost
Healing
Wounds in the soul
Can take eternity
Even when those of the flesh are
Long gone
"Healing time" by =rockgem
Suggested by ~ashellessmind
Featured by `YouInventedMe
HagiographyI said: tomorrow let’s meet
at this corner, I can buy
you a drink and we’ll talk.
About what? you said, looking
beyond me, your eyes on the lights
of the Port Authority building and the signs
that kept trying to tell us
location. Approaching
Eighth Avenue. All the time I kept thinking
those shrimp were so good, that we ate
at that bar in the theatre district. This still is
the theatre district, again – but that was
the first flush of twenty-one, swaying
arms linked through the streets and punch-drunk
on a lack
of limits, though I poured my drink
into the ficus pot. I’ve never liked alcohol
but the shri
"Hagiography" by ~renaissance1912
VisualFeatured by ~SirBret
"Adeline-Visual" by `StJoan
Prosefeatured by: *rachel-rhapsody
when time stuck at eleven ten.every day, monday to sunday, from a quarter note to midnight, till half passed out-on-your-lawn, I have the same routine of staring at numbers and wishing they could stay that way forever. kind of like how I picture us, slowdancing to the ticktock rhythm of crooked clocks as they autograph staccato time signatures on unsuspecting criminals. beatbeatbeating like a cadaver’s heart. like the heart you conceal under your wristwatch because shirtsleeves are tacky and an alarm on your arm would stop intruders from asking you the time.
you think if you mute the tick-tock-tick-tock with your remotely remote cont
"when time stuck at eleven ten" - ~ChloroformBoy
featured by: *Miss-S-Bird
"From the Desk off..." by *TheStorageGnome
Featured by: ~Magic-fan
Soaring Ashes -Prologue-It’s done - I’ve reached that state of mind. I’m ready.
I draw the blade across my arm and look out of the barred window as the blood drips to the floor. I sigh and feel my hot breath fill the murky damp cell in which I sit. I know it will seem so childish tomorrow. For now it’s the most beautiful thing in this dingy prison. I tilt my arm and watch the blood trickle gently down to my elbow. It looks so rewarding, nearly as sad as the flames from a bonfire, burning everything in sight without a pause for thought.
I think I’m like that, like a fire. It’s who I am. I need a flame around, to run my fingers through,
"Soaring Ashes -Prologue-" by ~WendehJoey16
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