I'm fighting with my life to get that job, hope I get a call soon.
Stranger Things
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
AnasAbdin
taylor price
trying on a metaphor

Janaina Medeiros

shark vs the universe
hello vonnie
Sade Olutola
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Peter Solarz
One Nice Bug Per Day
$LAYYYTER

@theartofmadeline
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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I'm fighting with my life to get that job, hope I get a call soon.

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I see your face
Life is going down but I wrote a little verse and sang it:
"I see your face in the city, nothing can stop me in my tracks like a memory"
The spoon noise 🥄 in the background I was making milky tea while singing
Guys I felt emotional about her leaving the club so I wrote a song about it, a small verse actually:
"Should I stay or go? I'm standing at the door. It's hard to say goodbye when you promised forevermore."
Alexia Putellas, you will forever be loved by me. 😔💙
Empty handed
And you return after a time empty handed, so how do you return? Those eyes glimmer, waiting for what you hid from them in your absence Is presence enough? Is it enough to simply be what you are? Those mountains wear you down, the ones you never chose to climb
The weight of expectations 🫠
A picnic 🫐
Admiring looks waved into her eyes Baked goods had arrived Clouds hung in the sky Decked out in a sundress Evergreen hugs the land Fork with a shine hugging the sun Geese honk in a hurry Handful of berries I held with a throw Into her mouth they landed
Trying the Abc method

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Stardust ✨
I gaze upon a sky full of stars and I wonder, do they ever feel the same?
Do they look down from above like I do from below?
Am I like a grain of sand to them — unnoticeable in the vast paint of the universe?
Or do I shine so bright they can't help but look at me?
To them I am stardust that forgot where it belongs.
I wonder what the stars feel in this moment.
Can I feel their heartbeat?
In the same fabric of existence, can my heartbeat reach them too?
Can my voice mean something to them?
So far away, yet it seems my heart feels this connection.
I miss the stars — more than just to look at them from far away.
Teach me how to touch the stars.
How to feel them.
Merge with them.
Can I be one with the stars?
We breathe the same existence,
yet still I long for more.
What do the stars hold for me?
There's a secret to them
that keeps pulling me in.
Perhaps an old home —
the stardust in my body
was once the same as yours.
I miss the feeling of hanging next to the stars in the sky,
the euphoria of feeling nothing and everything all at once,
dancing in the infinite universe.
Perhaps a dancer
The moon cloaks the sun, casting the earth's sky in a gloomy ambience; the great slumber falls upon the earth's creatures, like the silence that falls upon the lips of humans, while the chirping of the night cricket and the murmur of a river remain devoted to existence.
She lets her hair loose, falling like a waterfall upon her shoulders. The serenity of the night is her refuge
she is in all her glory, undisturbed by human eyes.
She dances with the sounds of nature, stepping forward and backward; each time her foot treads, she joins the creak of the wood in its symphony.
She is the first movement without which that symphony does not begin; she is the absolute presence where there is no beginning and no end, letting the winds rushing through her window embrace her and dance with her.
She wanders in existence, wanting to prove nothing; she is everything.
She is free like the freedom of non-being, where she is not, nothing governs her.
Like a star, she keeps diving into the vast universe.
Inside her is a gentle fire that burns more fiercely the more she dances,
the heat of her fire rises and her cheeks flush,
as drops of sweat cool her forehead.
She is saturated with this presence,
until the morning sun touches the walls of her house.
She extinguishes her fire and makes a promise that in another night, there will be her presence.
My Carolina Reaper
They say poison kills,
so why am I not dead?
I consume and I devour
the filthy existence.
Like an hour hand, I go and I come back
I will keep ticking if it stops the aching.
I have no worry.
Let your poison pervade me,
if it means in your presence I can be.
If my life is a fleeting moment,
I want to be tethered to you.
Like a tailor, I will keep coming back,
no matter how hard the needle stings.
My Carolina Reaper
I can't take you in small doses.
I'd rather overdose on you.
crescent moon hangs low
rising touches highest peaks
my love resides there
a name written in stardust
eternal wisps in light years
©️-Aubrie-2026
Made this just cause I love her 🤷❤️

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I’m kind of depressed.. In a month and a half my life is going to totally change different country… and I won’t get to take my guitar with me. :(
TODAY'S WRITING PROMPT:
"I'm not even breaking a sweat here."
"You've never worked a day in your life. Your sweat glands are broken."
26.04.27
tears in my eyes, everything is so beautiful right now
Poisonous
They say poison kills
So why am I not dead?
I consume and I devour
The filthy existence.
Like an hour hand I go and I'm back,
I will keep ticking If it stops the aching.
I have no worry,
Let your poison Pervade me,
If it means in your presence I can be.
If my life is a fleeting moment,
I want to be tethered to you.
Like a tailor I will keep coming back
No matter how hard the needle stings.
Tags for Writers? How to submit? Writing Tips ? Resolved!!!!
Put tags on your work to make it more visible for other blogs and they can reblog. It’s at the bottom of a text or quote (it’s soft-shaded as #tags). This may sound elementary, but some of us don’t realize how to add tags when we first start.
What kind of tags?
Basic tags:
#poetry
#spilled ink
#poets on tumblr
#twc
#newpoetssociety
#poetsoftumblr
#writers
#spilled ink
#scribbled words
Tags for submission/reblog sites:
#writerscreed
#creedrescue (new writers only)
#poetryriot
#twcpoetry
#brokensoulsuploads
#poetpardy
#electricexhibition
#poetryportal
#proseriot
#abstractcommunity
#illustrans
#lzlabseesu
#re-bumbleblossoms
#pomegranatepoetry
#armchairchallenge
Probably more, add to the comments if you know of more places
Prompt Tags:
Places you can write for prompts (these change weekly but are a great way to get involved in the writing community and get your work noticed. Make sure you check out what their prompt is before using these tags)
#writerscreedchallenge
#poetryriotprompt
#thatrandomprompt
#poeticstories
#bsuprompt
#PardyPrompt
#promptlyrefined
#blotchedprompts
#abstractprompts
#bizzareprompts
#imperialprompts
Writing Tips:
Start interacting with other writers. Look for poets that write things you like. Like their work, follow them.
Read good poetry, good novels and short stories
Use verbs - they have power
Write what’s in you. No one else can do that
Honesty dressed in imagery is alluring
People are drawn to rhythm
Try writing from different points of view
Write about more than one subject
Don’t be afraid to let out what lurks inside you
Make yourself write regularly, even if you don’t share everything
Rewriting is important. Always ask yourself, is there a better word I could use? is that line necessary?
Enabling submissions
To enable post submissions on the web:
Click “Settings” under the Account menu at the top of the dashboard, then choose the blog you’d like to update on the right side of the page.
In the Submissions section, enable “Let people submit posts.”
Customize your Submission page title, guidelines, and a tag field.
Toggle which types of posts users can submit.
And in the app:
Tap the account icon (the little human).
Tap the blog name at the top of the screen to select the blog you’d like to update if it’s not already showing.
Tap the gear icon.
Turn the “Let people submit posts” option on. Note that at this time it’s not possible to edit the types of posts people can submit on the app.
Sending a submission
To submit something to a blog (assuming that the blog has submissions enabled):
In the app: Go to a blog, tap the person icon, and then Submit.
On the web: Hover over an avatar and click the person icon.
From the blog: Look for the submit link, or add /ask or /submit to the end of their URL.
Great tips for new writers on Tumblr!

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Oh flower
Oh flower, do not wither away
The soft petals crease my face
A fragrance fills my lungs
Plant your seeds in my lungs instead
In my grave it should bloom and forever reside in me
My love, let it always be spring for you
Death should never be on your doorstep
Blossom and let your crimson blush settle on my eyes
Do not shy away in the dark
Dance away with the wind
Oh my flower, no beauty like yours.
What a miserable life you are.
What a miserable life you are.
When you placed me upon the throne of happiness, and made me build the illusion of being.
Then you cast me down to the rocky depths, I shattered, and nothing remained but the husks.
You killed a soul without sin, so how could she ever be.