poetry

tzarina-alexandra:

bwooom:

ok. icebreaker-type question. imagine time travel exists, but all of the serious super big things that likely come to mind when time travel is a factor is stuff youre not “qualified” for, as a civilian. what stupid, petty, thing do you use time travel for?

personally, i’d buy this one limited-time pin from a con i had no chance of going to, and also buy some transformers animated toys while they were still being sold.

Girl this is the best thing I’ve read today

I saw a video at a museum about Laika yesterday. I was reminded of this poem (for a poem is what it is) and I nearly damn started crying there in the dark.

alwaysatomicconniseur:

mag200:

you may walk out of the underworld but you have to trust that she is behind you. do not look back to check.

i trust that she is there

i trust that she is there (i think)

i trust that she is there (please?)

i trust that she is there (can you hear me?)

i trust that she is there (say something so i can hear you)

i trust that she is there (what if it’s a lie?)

i trust that she is there (i can’t even see her shadow on the wall)

i trust that she is there (SAY SOMETHING)

SAY SOMETHING.

look behind.

See Results

#jesus.#orpheus and eurydice#as a poem#using a poll#this is probably the greatest exploitation of mediums i have ever seen op#every reader has the chance to become part of the text by voting#not the subtext#the TEXT#and i love me some ephemeral works in concept#you had to be here for this one week#and then the text is locked#(barring any edits to the original post of course)#and i just think that’s so beautiful#beauty springs from the simplest things viewed askew#and all you need is a poll that accepts long enough strings (via couchcrusader)

taiey:

poikaboo:

{ID – three magnet poems, many words & phrases created by stacking multiple magnets
1 – “sorry to my unblood kin / you died / & I just wasted this given time / writing my weary poems / living under shadow / morning (mourning) like I know you”
2 – “you can’t / bring them home / love them now”
3 – “transgender / day of / honour”
END ID}

i don’t want flowers on my grave. i want them in a vase on my windowsill as i look out on another day where i’m safe and happy.

i don’t want flowers on my grave.
i want them in a vase
on my windowsill
as i look out on
another day
where i’m safe and happy.

 

incidentalcomics:

Rain Feelings

Join me in November for Poetry Comics Month. I’ll post a new poetry comic or two each week. You can draw your own poetry comics and use the hashtag #poetrycomicsmonth – I’ll share some reader contributions! What IS a poetry comic? That’s up to you…

A poem for 2020

It’s raining and it’s freezing

I think I’ll die of boredom

I’m terrified of sneezing

And every movie stars James Corden.

Boris Johnson’s still in power

There’s some confusing economics

I’m checking Twitter every hour

Marvel ruined my fave comics.

We’re all just pawns in politics

It’s complete and utter shite

It’ll take more than a year to fix-

So see you then! Goodnight!