The sane (and not-so-sane) ramblings and musings of a wannabe poet from the suburbs of the Midwest.
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Largely featured here are haiku poems, as well as artwork from the innumerable, talented artists of Tumblr and beyond. Enjoy.
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Betwixt the bridled suffering of a tempered heart
and faint murmurs in a shadow of a life once lived
Horizon’s storms out of reach
beyond mountains of stifled emotions.
Finding a moment’s solitude
through verses with a puddle’s depth.
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Untitled Haiku #44
Poison inhaled deep,
more vague attempts to forget
a fear of falling.
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Untitled Haiku #42
The love, bitter-sweet.
They tore the sheets asunder,
but the world stayed still.
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today is also 311 day
oo hoo hoo hoo
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]The Writer - Ellie Goulding
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i think the fandom needs to be reminded of the best pesterlog in all of homestuck
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no istockphoto spam is complete without this classic
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]There is a war going on for your mind.
Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks.
Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads, infecting victims with silicone shrapnel.
Worldwide passenger pigeons deploy paratroopers, now it’s raining pornography; lovers take shelter.
Post-production debutantes pursue you in Nascar chariots; they construct ransom letters from biblical passages and bleed mascara into the holy water supplies.
There is a war going on for your mind.
Industry insiders slang test tube babies to corporate crackheads.
They flash logos and blast ghettos, their embroidered neckties say, “Stop snitchin’.”
Conscious rappers and whistleblowers get stitches made of acupuncture needles and marionette strings.
There is a war going on for your mind.
Professional wrestlers and vice presidents want you to believe them.
The desert sky is their bluescreen.
They superimpose explosions, they shout at you:
“Pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain
nor the craters beneath the draped flags
those hoods are there for your protection
and meteors these days are the size of corpses.”
There is a war going on for your mind.
We are the insurgents.
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Untitled Haiku #41
Our wars, fought with words;
I’m a coward sheltered by
romantic extremes.
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When I am Crabby Do Not
lovelifetodayregretittomorrow:
1. Be stupid
2. Offend me
3. Challenge me
I am so crabby right now. People are such ass holes sometimes.
Aww, here’s a puppy.
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Even on a bright, sunny day such as this one, the atmosphere was cold and still. Clouds painted the sky with gentle brilliance, but each streak of white was ominous, stained with subtle hints of grey throughout. The birds high in the trees were showing an almost-scornful refusal to sing, and the only sounds were caused by the gentle rustling of the wind against the leaves.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]Hanuman - Rodrigo Y Gabriela
From the album Live in France.
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