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Afternoon nap sweat

Heavy sleep drunk hangover

A strange dream fading

#poets corner #haiku #day 1 #poem #poets of tumblr

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One of these days

The right to bear arms

Will come barreling into the classroom

Of the child you bore

And you will regret

Every.

Single.

Time.

You exercised

Your right to remain silent

As the children other women bore were

Buried.

#guns #gun violence #mass shooting #shooting #murder #poem #poetry #poets of tumblr #im in a bad place but america as always manages to be worse than my mental state

“Join Japan’s Home Guard Today!”

While biking to my work today

I passed the city hall

Where notices and prints arrayed

All posted on the wall

But where in past the notes were vast

There was but one decree

And so I passed on by today

A dark sense of unease

#to be clear #Ive never seen a poster for anything military related in five years of living here #and with China acting up more than usual emboldened by Russia…#well #poem #poetry

Death—a breath

More days should come without pain

Existence! I scream in protest

I dream of a God filled with no wrath

All this must end but what will I gain?

I’m a thought that can’t find itself

300,000 years of humanity and this is our path?

I have to believe that life is a chain

Death—a breath

We are explosion’s aftermath

We are what remains

Existence! I scream in protest

I want more for us than a bloodbath

I want more than war’s campaign

Death—a breath

Existence! I scream in protest.

-AJS (rewrite. original poem here)

#poem #poetry #poems #poets of tumblr #villanelle #writing #exsistential crisis #existentialism #death meantion

Sublimation:

Sublimation is a jump scare. Sublimation is a game changer. A change in state from solid to gas that skips liquid—you don’t drink enough water by the way nobody does—is that moment when you meet someone and you just know this person is going to be so important to you. Sublimation is jerking awake to that damn alarm—is something I would like to cast on Jeff Bezos like a curse—is a word that twenty year olds snicker at in overfilled auditoriums. I took meteorology in college because I was scared to death that abnormal weather would be what killed me—sublimation is a car crash—and god, it really does feel that way these days, doesn’t it.

#poem #poetry #something like that #reblogs ok

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One of the best things about searching out other people’s works, beyond the creative calories you absorb as inspiration for your creation diet, is finding the stuff that doesn’t work for you at all.

In the most wonderfully petty and celebratory way, finding poems that just fall flat, imagery that leaves you bored, or stories that just do not seem to have a point, is wonderful for you to refine your pallet for what you don’t want to make!

Imposter syndrome flies out the window once you realize there’s plenty of stuff out there that just doesn’t work for you. That doesn’t mean someone else can’t enjoy it. Obviously it meant something to the person making it or it wouldn’t be here, but finding and experiencing that “bad” stuff is a great way to fall in love with your own creations. Because they mean more to you than that other stuff objectively more “successful” people might be making.

In the end we are all subjective creatures looking for someone on the same vibration as ourselves.

Not all art works for everyone, and thats ok!

#writing #art #creating #creative process #ive been listening to good bad poetry lately #by critically acclaimed poets #that just do not vibe for me #and its fascinating

Incomprehensibles —death, a breath. A thought, or where it comes from. A day without pain. The vastness of space, 300,000 years of human existence. Existence. A loving god who will someday embrace me like a child and tell me it’s all going to be ok. Eternity. People who don’t like cheese. The process by which molecules of a solvent tend to pass through a semipermeable membrane from a less concentrated solution into a more concentrated one and thus create life itself. Pyramid schemes. Owning a house. Having a good night of sex and somehow creating an entire child over the course of the next nine months. Japanese grammar. That one guy in my existentialism class in college. Existence, again. Always.

#poem #poetry #its just that time of year where i dont have energy for a project but i still want to write #aka hot as balls season #reblog this and share existential dread with friends!

So, off crown! Now low

Oh, how loss follows —moth soft

So too, blossoms go

#haiku #Univocalic #poem #poetry #this is like the sixth rework but i wont post the others #this one just works for me

CNN International Headlines

-a found poem

For in depth coverage close your eyes and pray for a sign

Help us

We are:

Killed

Injured

Critically threatened in this moment

Defeat defeated

We need help

Church kills

Fire tears

Snuffes out LIVE UPDATES

In person and virtual programs

Help us

Russian generals Chinese fighter jets

Astronauts and nightmare airports

“I couldn’t care less”

HELP US WE ARE —

Expectant mothers and

Teens

There is limitless clean energy and

Carnage predicted

Help us—

Help the rehab center for sassy penguins

And opposums

booted from New York bars

We revolutionize micro robots for

medical use and at 17 are

breadwinners for our families on a

McDonald’s salary

High oil prices are here to stay

because of mass shootings Putin sends

A message to the US

Chinese fighter jets fires shooting shooting mass shooting 3 killed 11 injured several shooters killing 49 injuring hundreds killing dozens

Help

Please

#found poem #day 0 #death #shooting #mass shooting #gun violence #politics #murder #just the headlines from today #poem #poetry

overworkdatpoem

This poem is growing.

overworkdatpoem

Like a late growth spurt growing—

Stretch marks aching burning constant

As words fill the gaping hole

where nothing has been.

Hunger hungry hounding thoughts fuck

Fuck fucking fuck this was supposed to

Grow slowly

Gently line by line as words were picked

Carefully and not angry in the harsh rain.

Fuck but I still want you to grow

I want you to grow.

#day 2 #ugh

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This poem is growing.

#day 1 #june

The sky is pouring rain and I am standing outside,

soaked with water, heavy with it.

I close my eyes and raise up my arms,

remembering how it was back home

when it rained maybe once, twice a year.

Where at that first patter of water hitting dry earth, the sound sucked away into

the driest of concrete jungles,

everyone would pour out

like human rivers.

Out onto balconies and bone dry sidewalks.

Neighbors I’ve never seen or spoken to,

all standing together with smiles that split their faces in two-

before the rain and now.

I raise my hands out to feel life move against my skin

water so abundant here that I could drown on land.

Today no neighbors join me to enjoy this miracle,

their bodies don’t know the thirst for rain

that bodies from my hometown do.

#poem #poetry

Every home I’ve ever lived in

Now live inside me

Every rented room

Exists inside my dreams

Each house a living

Breathing space

Metastasizing basements that never existed

Secret rooms never built

Filled with moving blackness and hands that grab ankles

Nightmare eyes at the edges of unused parking lots

By day I live inside my home

By night they come alive inside me

#poem #poetry #my dreamscape is just numerous homes ive lived in that barely resemble their real life structures #but have a very definitive floorplan in dream land

overworkdatpoem

Missing home like—

using mouthwash this morning before

leaving the house,

just so I can pretend

that the ache in my teeth

is a winter in the mountains.

overworkdatpoem

I want to make a phonecall.

To reach across the ocean,

back in time twenty years

to when we

had anything at all in common.

ambersagt

Sometimes I feel like no one takes sadness seriously if you don’t want to die.

Like if you aren’t holding a gun to your head

then you aren’t suffering enough

for them to invest.

To feel any empathy at all

As if the very fact that we all end,

that someday there will be no you and no me

isn’t the most fucking horrifying thing.

All my tears are because there’s an ending.

#fucking reblogged to the wrong blog but mobile is a mess so whatever #it wont let me copy paste and im not redoing it #gun violence #suicide #suicide mention

overworkdatpoem

Missing home like—

using mouthwash this morning before

leaving the house,

just so I can pretend

that the ache in my teeth

is a winter in the mountains.

overworkdatpoem

I want to make a phonecall.

To reach across the ocean,

back in time twenty years

to when we

had anything at all in common.

#poem #poetry #month 3 #day 2

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Missing home like—

using mouthwash this morning before

leaving the house,

just so I can pretend

that the ache in my teeth

is a winter in the mountains.

#poem #poetry #homesick #month 3 #day 1

(yes there is a typo but I’m not changing it because this image is great. Like, on an american high school mascot chariot he rides off into the night)

#Month 2 #Day 7 #the end #new poem up next

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