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Not the muscles of his arms that flexed through every inch of his body ; neither the wit , rather the smile and the laughter , 
The glitter in his eyes and a soft deep voice ,
Pushed me deep in the pit of love,
Hut by the arrow of Cupid .
- M.T 
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Not the muscles of his arms that flexed through every inch of his body ; neither the wit , rather the smile and the laughter , The glitter in his eyes and a soft deep voice , Pushed me deep in the pit of love, Hut by the arrow of Cupid . - M.T #poetry  #poems  #poetrycommunity  #poetryslam  #poetryporn  #poeticjusticebraids  #poetryofig  #instagram  #instapic  #instapoets  #instapoem  #instagood  #lovers  #lovequotes  #love  #quotes  #instaquotes  #writings  #writersoninstagram  #writer  #writingcommunity  #storiestotell  #spilledink  #spilledwords  #words  #photography  #photos 
'Stay with me', and your neck is on my mouth, I mean your mouth is on my neck. 'Don't leave me', and we're tangled on my bed. 'But all I do is leave', and your skin feels like clothes and your voice is in my head. 'Not with me', and your mouth is on my mouth, and your hand brushes against my chest and my nipples are hard and your mouth is wet. 'Stay, stay stay', and my heart quickens and I hold our love between my teeth and my breaths turn into 'don't leave, don't leave me', and you say stay, and I clench my jaw so I don't drop our love. 'Never leave', and I don't say a thing but my mind screams, 'I won't, I won't, I won't'. 'I love you', and you ask, 'you do?' 'so much yes'. 'I love you too'.
-'But all I do is leave', 'not with me you don't'. 'Stay with me'.
~fervor.
-(via adorkkabble) age:17 my writing.
05•04•17. 2:57am.
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QUESTION: What was the last movie you watched? COMMENT.
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(The life of a king.)
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'Stay with me', and your neck is on my mouth, I mean your mouth is on my neck. 'Don't leave me', and we're tangled on my bed. 'But all I do is leave', and your skin feels like clothes and your voice is in my head. 'Not with me', and your mouth is on my mouth, and your hand brushes against my chest and my nipples are hard and your mouth is wet. 'Stay, stay stay', and my heart quickens and I hold our love between my teeth and my breaths turn into 'don't leave, don't leave me', and you say stay, and I clench my jaw so I don't drop our love. 'Never leave', and I don't say a thing but my mind screams, 'I won't, I won't, I won't'. 'I love you', and you ask, 'you do?' 'so much yes'. 'I love you too'. -'But all I do is leave', 'not with me you don't'. 'Stay with me'. ~fervor. -(via adorkkabble) age:17 my writing. 05•04•17. 2:57am. . QUESTION: What was the last movie you watched? COMMENT. . (The life of a king.) . I'll write new stuff soon. . . #adorkkabble  #mywriting  #writersoninstagram  #poetryaccount  #likemylastpic  #spamme  #writers  #17yearold  #poems  #movies  #aspiringwriters  #blue  #aesthetic  #grunge  #follow  #stayactive 
"Welcome the clarity of your life force throughout the day. Reawaken to joy!" #writersoninstagram #reawakentojoy #unfoldingwithjoy #joilotus

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You need power to shine. Not glory of any kind. 
Instead of searching for Knight
Search for a sword. 
Women. ...
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All I can ask, your simplest prayer, 
Beyond saying thank you & Hallelujah 
Should be Use me God, till you use me up...
I need more YOU & less me...
Because with you, I have everything, 
Every, vehicle​, tool, & ability to accomplish my dreams
Use me God, for your will & purpose
For with you, my wants & desires are already answered & specially tailored... For the greater picture & all the good! --CDWH2017
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All I can ask, your simplest prayer, Beyond saying thank you & Hallelujah Should be Use me God, till you use me up... I need more YOU & less me... Because with you, I have everything, Every, vehicle​, tool, & ability to accomplish my dreams Use me God, for your will & purpose For with you, my wants & desires are already answered & specially tailored... For the greater picture & all the good! --CDWH2017 #poetwithapurpose  #writersoninstagram  #InGodsEyesWereAllFamous  #sundayblessings 
Why, can anybody out there reason out to this?

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Summer has begun! The sun is shining, the kids want to be constantly entertained and the coffee is flowing endless. Going to get back at writing this week. I want to finish this first draft up!
Summer has begun! The sun is shining, the kids want to be constantly entertained and the coffee is flowing endless. Going to get back at writing this week. I want to finish this first draft up!
"I lost myself in his eyes, it was that the color of his eyes I loved; They were neither blue nor green. They were coffee color, coffee that makes you sleep, coffee that produces sleeplessness" ✨✨ #poesia #poem #instagram #instaday #picoftheday #igrs #nigth #moon #day #sentimientos #mylove #withyou #mybaby #amazing #followforfollow #follow4follow #tagsforlikestagsforlikes #likeforlike #fallowme #me #streetphotography #good #loveu #instagood #inspiration #instapost #poetry #writersoninstagram #writer
"I lost myself in his eyes, it was that the color of his eyes I loved; They were neither blue nor green. They were coffee color, coffee that makes you sleep, coffee that produces sleeplessness" ✨✨ #poesia  #poem  #instagram  #instaday  #picoftheday  #igrs  #nigth  #moon  #day  #sentimientos  #mylove  #withyou  #mybaby  #amazing  #followforfollow  #follow4follow  #tagsforlikestagsforlikes  #likeforlike  #fallowme  #me  #streetphotography  #good  #loveu  #instagood  #inspiration  #instapost  #poetry  #writersoninstagram  #writer 
This was inspired by the lovely Poet @thesarahdoughty . Thank you for being my muse. ☺️
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here's a look at of one of my patron exclusive poems ✨🌹✨ if you're interested in more exclusive poetry, become a patron for $1 or more! https://www.patreon.com/alexecasso
here's a look at of one of my patron exclusive poems ✨🌹✨ if you're interested in more exclusive poetry, become a patron for $1 or more! https://www.patreon.com/alexecasso
‏كن قوياً فالحياة تهلك الضعيف دائما .💪
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La amistad es como la música; dos cuerdas del mismo tono vibrarán ambas, aunque sólo se toque una.!✒🌼🎵🎶 #josezorrilla #versos #verso  #poesía #amistades  #prosas #profundas #musiclove #vibrance #poe #poemas #instapoetry #instapoem #instapoet #pensamento #accionpoetica #writersoninstagram #poetas #selfielover #nochedeletras #noches #selfiegirl #stylegirl #stylelife #style  #selfie #selfieaddict #instaselfies  #👄 #girlphoto
At Walmart with the kiddos. Love this lip lingerie by Nyx in Teddy. # makeup bag #makeuplover
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On May 30th, I hopped on yet another train on my way back from home after a long day at work. I was in a hungry and tired state of mind and I was on a mission to remedy both dilemmas. Armed with a turkey bacon avocado wrap from Subway and droopy eyes, I scurried to the section of the train that had tables so I could comfortably satisfy my hunger and rest my head. About 30 minutes into my journey, I woke up to a beautiful, dark skinned, natural-haired black woman in front of me who looked not too far from my age, sleeping as she sat across the table. I somewhat resumed my slumber for a bit, caught between sleep and awake, conscious enough to notice that she woke up. I caught a glimpse of her writing something. No big. Back to sleep I go. 
After some time, I woke up to this paper in front of me. *Only* this paper in front of me; the lady was gone. But I quickly realized that this paper was piece of her presence that she purposely and kindly left behind. It said, "Sis u r so gorgeous! Melanin poppin', afro features, natural hair & all." @jylynn1, I don't remember exactly where this piece of paper is at the moment, but I immediately took a picture of it. And I wish you could have seen the glimmer that I'm sure was in my eyes and my smile that you gave me. You, too, are gorgeous. Your skin is the richest of browns. And your heart is so sweet. You are #blackgirlmagic both in appearance and deed. 💕✨
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On this evening nearly a month ago, I learned two things:

1. Random but intentional affirmation from beautiful strangers is a lovely thing that can outlast its moment of impact.
2. I suck at staying asleep on trains.
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On May 30th, I hopped on yet another train on my way back from home after a long day at work. I was in a hungry and tired state of mind and I was on a mission to remedy both dilemmas. Armed with a turkey bacon avocado wrap from Subway and droopy eyes, I scurried to the section of the train that had tables so I could comfortably satisfy my hunger and rest my head. About 30 minutes into my journey, I woke up to a beautiful, dark skinned, natural-haired black woman in front of me who looked not too far from my age, sleeping as she sat across the table. I somewhat resumed my slumber for a bit, caught between sleep and awake, conscious enough to notice that she woke up. I caught a glimpse of her writing something. No big. Back to sleep I go. After some time, I woke up to this paper in front of me. *Only* this paper in front of me; the lady was gone. But I quickly realized that this paper was piece of her presence that she purposely and kindly left behind. It said, "Sis u r so gorgeous! Melanin poppin', afro features, natural hair & all." @jylynn1, I don't remember exactly where this piece of paper is at the moment, but I immediately took a picture of it. And I wish you could have seen the glimmer that I'm sure was in my eyes and my smile that you gave me. You, too, are gorgeous. Your skin is the richest of browns. And your heart is so sweet. You are #blackgirlmagic  both in appearance and deed. 💕✨ . . . . . On this evening nearly a month ago, I learned two things: 1. Random but intentional affirmation from beautiful strangers is a lovely thing that can outlast its moment of impact. 2. I suck at staying asleep on trains. . . . . . . #nothingisordinary  #VSCO  #VSCOcam  #VSCOvisuals  #iPhoneOnly  #VSCOmood  #lfl  #l4l  #iphonegram  #writerssociety  #writersofinstagram  #writersofIG  #writerslife  #postitfortheaesthetic  #VSCOgood  #writingcommunity  #spilledink  #write  #writers  #writer  #writeyourstory  #writersoninstagram  #writersociety  #writeitout  #calledtobecreative  #shareyourstory 
Write a caption... Mademoiselle,

Who says that a Gentleman cannot be both Chivalrous and Erotic?

Little do they know my dear Lady....
Little, do, they, know.

Your tastefully provocative Gentleman in waiting kind Madame,

Sir Marlon DeNon
Written by: Sir Marlon DeNon
Writing Copy Written By: Sir Marlon DeNon LLC
Write a caption... Mademoiselle, Who says that a Gentleman cannot be both Chivalrous and Erotic? Little do they know my dear Lady.... Little, do, they, know. Your tastefully provocative Gentleman in waiting kind Madame, Sir Marlon DeNon Written by: Sir Marlon DeNon Writing Copy Written By: Sir Marlon DeNon LLC
So relatable. 💋 ♡ {#personal #sassy #badass #toughlilcookie}
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"Know me while reading me papers. My precious kind of identity. The safest way of flee. The rest and sleep of my soul. «Reading+Writing»." M.Kh♪

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Quiero volver a escuchar el aleteo de mariposas, el olor que ellas buscan, el color que ellas traen... Quiero volver a ver mariposas, su magia, su ternura, 
y quiero mostrar la pasión de aquellos que hacen posible que subsistan o que vuelvan a aparecer...!✒👧🌼 #writersoninstagram #writerlife #versos #prosas #profundas  #pensamento #poesía #poetas #poe #poemas #poesias #poetrycommunityofinstagram  #nochedeletras #accionpoetica #instapoetry #instapoets #instapoet #instapoem  #mariposas #stylegirl #style #blackandwhite #visualarts #photographerlife #selfieaddict #selfiegirl #instagood #ayer #selfielover #selfie
Quiero volver a escuchar el aleteo de mariposas, el olor que ellas buscan, el color que ellas traen... Quiero volver a ver mariposas, su magia, su ternura, y quiero mostrar la pasión de aquellos que hacen posible que subsistan o que vuelvan a aparecer...!✒👧🌼 #writersoninstagram  #writerlife  #versos  #prosas  #profundas  #pensamento  #poesía  #poetas  #poe  #poemas  #poesias  #poetrycommunityofinstagram  #nochedeletras  #accionpoetica  #instapoetry  #instapoets  #instapoet  #instapoem  #mariposas  #stylegirl  #style  #blackandwhite  #visualarts  #photographerlife  #selfieaddict  #selfiegirl  #instagood  #ayer  #selfielover  #selfie 
Basically me right now! Been busy 😃😃😃😃 #ampitching#amwriting #amwritingfantasy #amwritingfiction #writerslife #writersoninstagram #writersofinstagram #authorsofinstagram #author #ammothering (photo obtained via flicker.com) @michaeltsheen
Even a stopped clock 🕒 is correct twice a day, 
Even a so called useless😒 isn't what he is called coz he can be used as an example, 
Then why not a TOUGH SITUATION...... Be grateful to it......😊 Word's @d__rajan_ 
Art @master2012_mk
Even a stopped clock 🕒 is correct twice a day, Even a so called useless😒 isn't what he is called coz he can be used as an example, Then why not a TOUGH SITUATION...... Be grateful to it......😊 Word's @d__rajan_ Art @master2012_mk
Si esta noche te asomas a la ventana y sientes frío, no creas que fue el viento, fue un suspiro mío. 
Como ala plegada de mariposa
tu falda ondea
llevándote en leve vuelo
presurosa,
por el camino silencioso.
Ahí vuela todo sentimiento revoloteando de sueños y encuentros, se despiertan las ideas, se aviva todo color, siento la brisa del viento que entra por mi ventana sucede cuando el portal de mi alma tiene un bello despertar...
De pronto desaparece el frío, y vibra fuego, revoloteando flores y mariposas de ensueño, y es el sentimiento de cada momento envolviendo encuentros llenos de calor.!🌹✒🌼👧 #writersoninstagram #writerlife #writercommunity
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Si esta noche te asomas a la ventana y sientes frío, no creas que fue el viento, fue un suspiro mío. Como ala plegada de mariposa tu falda ondea llevándote en leve vuelo presurosa, por el camino silencioso. Ahí vuela todo sentimiento revoloteando de sueños y encuentros, se despiertan las ideas, se aviva todo color, siento la brisa del viento que entra por mi ventana sucede cuando el portal de mi alma tiene un bello despertar... De pronto desaparece el frío, y vibra fuego, revoloteando flores y mariposas de ensueño, y es el sentimiento de cada momento envolviendo encuentros llenos de calor.!🌹✒🌼👧 #writersoninstagram  #writerlife  #writercommunity  #poetas  #poe  #poesía  #poemas  #verso  #pensamento  #prosas  #letras  #poesias  #nochedeletras  #instapoetry  #instapoet  #instapoem  #accionpoetica  #versos  #poetrycommunityofinstagram  #literate  #ensueño  #retratos  #artvisuals  #visualarts  #art  #girlphoto  #dibujos  #mariposa  #sentimientos  #almas 
This is yet another attempt at out and out poetry. 
I consider myself to be a pretty functional writer when it comes to prose, I get the job done with conveying what I want to say. But I don't think of myself as a poet, yet the stylistic form the writing takes does intrigue me.
Also, I find poetry to be far more subjective than prose to the reader. And some poets seem to be very "protective" of "their" art, almost to the extent of being arrogant about it. I've seen it in a few comments where one poet dismisses another poet's work, or an entire type of poetry because it doesn't fit what they deem as "real" poetry. I find this rather interesting to be honest, where someone can be so sure of themselves and their work, that they are almost rude in the way they dismiss other work, as though their own work is universally loved or anybody who doesn't like it just doesnt "get" "real" poetry.
You cannot create anything that is to everybody's taste, and to dismiss another's work or a style of work that you don't like or agree with is, to me, a prime example of throwing stones in a glass house.
I completely understand my work isn't to everyone's taste and I'm sure as hell not going to start dismissing other people's, of course I don't like everything I read - I don't even like everything I write! - but to dismiss something because I don't like the style is just plain arrogant and insulting to those who work in that style.
Criticise - constructively, yes.
Discuss - yes.
But to dismiss something on the basis that it is "less valid" than your work? No.
I've gone off on a complete tangent here, I doubt anyone's read this far, but if you have, sorry!
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This is yet another attempt at out and out poetry. I consider myself to be a pretty functional writer when it comes to prose, I get the job done with conveying what I want to say. But I don't think of myself as a poet, yet the stylistic form the writing takes does intrigue me. Also, I find poetry to be far more subjective than prose to the reader. And some poets seem to be very "protective" of "their" art, almost to the extent of being arrogant about it. I've seen it in a few comments where one poet dismisses another poet's work, or an entire type of poetry because it doesn't fit what they deem as "real" poetry. I find this rather interesting to be honest, where someone can be so sure of themselves and their work, that they are almost rude in the way they dismiss other work, as though their own work is universally loved or anybody who doesn't like it just doesnt "get" "real" poetry. You cannot create anything that is to everybody's taste, and to dismiss another's work or a style of work that you don't like or agree with is, to me, a prime example of throwing stones in a glass house. I completely understand my work isn't to everyone's taste and I'm sure as hell not going to start dismissing other people's, of course I don't like everything I read - I don't even like everything I write! - but to dismiss something because I don't like the style is just plain arrogant and insulting to those who work in that style. Criticise - constructively, yes. Discuss - yes. But to dismiss something on the basis that it is "less valid" than your work? No. I've gone off on a complete tangent here, I doubt anyone's read this far, but if you have, sorry! #terrorfiction  #horror  #writing  #write  #writer  #author  #authorsofinstagram  #writersoninstagram  #writersofig  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram  #writinglife  #writerslife  #horrorauthor  #instahorror  #instadaily  #amwriting  #horrorgram  #wordporn  #scarystories  #creativewriting  #spilledink  #poemsoninstagram  #poemsofig  #poetsofinstagram  #poetsofig  #poetcommunity  #poemsofig  #poem  #poetry 
PSA: I know my page is scattered, chock filled of all my current works. I know the original purpose was to bring them all here without any need of you guys having to make another account but I've re-updated my inventory (link in bio) if you wanna check it out in an organized fashion... P.S. if ever you wanna DM, talk about some creative writer shit, I'm totally down. ~ LD
PSA: I know my page is scattered, chock filled of all my current works. I know the original purpose was to bring them all here without any need of you guys having to make another account but I've re-updated my inventory (link in bio) if you wanna check it out in an organized fashion... P.S. if ever you wanna DM, talk about some creative writer shit, I'm totally down. ~ LD
Thank you for reading my poetry and quotes. I try to post new poems and words about love, life, friendship, family, and of course me every day. The backgrounds to my words contain shells, seed pods, flowers, feathers, insects, butterflies and anything else I can find in nature. I love to write in nature and collect anything created from earth. You can always find me writing at the beach, next to the river or under a tree. .
Please tag me in reposts, they are always welcomed. ❤️
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Thank you for reading my poetry and quotes. I try to post new poems and words about love, life, friendship, family, and of course me every day. The backgrounds to my words contain shells, seed pods, flowers, feathers, insects, butterflies and anything else I can find in nature. I love to write in nature and collect anything created from earth. You can always find me writing at the beach, next to the river or under a tree. . Please tag me in reposts, they are always welcomed. ❤️ . Image © 2017 Gemma troy . . . . #writings  #poem  #instapoets  #typewriterpoetry  #igpoets 
My reaction when I found a premade cover that already had the title of my book and the "frozen" effect I've been trying to get while experimenting. I'll probably get it next week, but I'm going to do a cover reveal for Frozen Rose in October, so I don't start promoting too soon like last time 😩

The sequel, Lady of Thorns, probably won't be out til 2021 considering how long it took to write the first book. This is a duology (do you hear me OCs?) 😇
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My reaction when I found a premade cover that already had the title of my book and the "frozen" effect I've been trying to get while experimenting. I'll probably get it next week, but I'm going to do a cover reveal for Frozen Rose in October, so I don't start promoting too soon like last time 😩 The sequel, Lady of Thorns, probably won't be out til 2021 considering how long it took to write the first book. This is a duology (do you hear me OCs?) 😇 _____________________________ diatuckerwrites.wordpress.com #writersoninstagram  #novel  #fantasy  #blackspeculativefiction  #blackwomanwriter  #nerd  #darkfantasy  #diversesff  #browngirlbloggers  #bookstagram  #myocs  #indiewriter  #nerdygirl  #necromancer  #storyteller  #diverseromance  #highfantasy  #writergram  #blackgirlbloggers 
Eden 
Written by: Raenise(me) & @Kenneditezano

When the sun goes down as the moon prepares to rise

I see my reflection from the pond in your eyes/

No matter how hard I try,

I don't know why/

My soul is broken

Forever lost in time/

Drowning in the quicksand

Reaching my demise

The only thing I seek in life is something devine/

So why, oh why, do I feel this way

My wish is for someone to stay/

Don't leave me, I'm falling.

Trapped in the dark

I had so much love for you

So why did you part?/ Words are suffocating

I feel so betrayed

A restless spirit

Following a snake/

I'm a ticking time bomb

So just stay away

And leave me be

Because you’ll never keep me sane/

The memories we share still remains

But I jeopardize them time and time again

Though your face will stay forever printed in my brain

When I'm in need of a friend

Things change, but time stays the same/

And everything that feels good ends

You take a little piece of me everyday

Because I'm already broken/

#tbhidekwhatwewerewritingabout #love #breakup #broken #memories #betrayal #writing #writersoninstagram #spilledthoughts  #spilledwords #spilledink #poetry #followformore
Eden Written by: Raenise(me) & @Kenneditezano When the sun goes down as the moon prepares to rise I see my reflection from the pond in your eyes/ No matter how hard I try, I don't know why/ My soul is broken Forever lost in time/ Drowning in the quicksand Reaching my demise The only thing I seek in life is something devine/ So why, oh why, do I feel this way My wish is for someone to stay/ Don't leave me, I'm falling. Trapped in the dark I had so much love for you So why did you part?/ Words are suffocating I feel so betrayed A restless spirit Following a snake/ I'm a ticking time bomb So just stay away And leave me be Because you’ll never keep me sane/ The memories we share still remains But I jeopardize them time and time again Though your face will stay forever printed in my brain When I'm in need of a friend Things change, but time stays the same/ And everything that feels good ends You take a little piece of me everyday Because I'm already broken/ #tbhidekwhatwewerewritingabout  #love  #breakup  #broken  #memories  #betrayal  #writing  #writersoninstagram  #spilledthoughts  #spilledwords  #spilledink  #poetry  #followformore 
Coffins
Written by: Raenise (me)
(Based on Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare)

Falling during Fall like leaves

Evening coming to a day

But everything does, you see?

Nothing stands in the Reapers way/

Things outside moving in slow motion

Memories flashing and words unspoken/

Not even birds are here tonight

A lonely season under the twilight/

And I'm just a weak old maid

Waiting to go when the sunset fades/

You can't set more fires to keep it alive

Everything fades

Everything dies/

Looking in the mirror

Catching a glimpse of the youthful face

Snapping right back to the reality of who I am today/

And that's the world

That’s how life works

It starts out bright

A fire burns/

Then it fades

Then it dies

All that remains

Is ashes and time/

In a pretty black dress

Skin so cold

Face is hard

On my way to the land of bones/

In a pretty black dress

The skies are gray

Morning light

Yet dim and glazed/

No more tears

A lot was shed

They love you more

When you are

Dead

__________________________ “Sonnet 73” Written by: William Shakespeare

That time of year thou may’st in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold

Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

In me thou see’st the twilight of such day,

As after sunset fadeth in the west,

Which by-and-by black night doth take away,

Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.

In me thou see’st the glowing up such fire

That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,

As the deathbed whereon it must expire

Consum’d with that which it was nourish’d by.

This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,

To love that well which thou must leave ere long

#Shakespeare #williamshakespeare #sonnet73 #poetry #sonnets #spilledink #spilledwords #spilledthoughts #writersoninstagram  #written #death #coffins #sadness #mourning #sonnets #spilledpoetry #life #followformore #art #poets
Coffins Written by: Raenise (me) (Based on Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare) Falling during Fall like leaves Evening coming to a day But everything does, you see? Nothing stands in the Reapers way/ Things outside moving in slow motion Memories flashing and words unspoken/ Not even birds are here tonight A lonely season under the twilight/ And I'm just a weak old maid Waiting to go when the sunset fades/ You can't set more fires to keep it alive Everything fades Everything dies/ Looking in the mirror Catching a glimpse of the youthful face Snapping right back to the reality of who I am today/ And that's the world That’s how life works It starts out bright A fire burns/ Then it fades Then it dies All that remains Is ashes and time/ In a pretty black dress Skin so cold Face is hard On my way to the land of bones/ In a pretty black dress The skies are gray Morning light Yet dim and glazed/ No more tears A lot was shed They love you more When you are Dead __________________________ “Sonnet 73” Written by: William Shakespeare That time of year thou may’st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see’st the glowing up such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire Consum’d with that which it was nourish’d by. This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long #Shakespeare  #williamshakespeare  #sonnet73  #poetry  #sonnets  #spilledink  #spilledwords  #spilledthoughts  #writersoninstagram  #written  #death  #coffins  #sadness  #mourning  #sonnets  #spilledpoetry  #life  #followformore  #art  #poets 
Hmmm, what could be happening here? 😉 Time for me to edit book 1! #amwriting #amediting #sneakpeek #novel
"The Blue Man"
Written by: Raenise (me)
(Based on the painting The Old Guitarist by Pablo Pícasso which he painted during his blue period, and the poem called The Blue Guitarist by Vallance Stevens)

The man in watercolors

The man with the blue guitar

The man with cool colors

He’s finding himself through his art,

The man in saddening awakenings

Poverty and loss

Ill and challenges

All that life has brought,

He forgets it all

When he plays his blue guitar

The little blue man 
That leaves the world to touch the stars,

Painting the sky a neon color

As he sits and silently weeps

Immersed in his beautiful music

A beauty only a blind man can see

Blue man with the brown guitar

You do not see things as they are,

Blue man with the broken eyes

You live happier than they realize,

Blue man with the brown guitar

You do not see things as they are

The man with the blue guitar

All he does is dream

He dreams of a realm where

he could be free,

He pours his heart out

And his soul prepares to leave

When he plays his blue guitar

He wears his poetry on his sleeve,

The man with the blue guitar

He is the reality

He knows no fantasy because it’s what he cannot see,

And no one dares ask him why he is always sad

Because if you look around you can see what he never had,

The man with the blue face

His guitar helps him believe

He knows that to be happy there are lessons he must complete

The man with the blue face

He dreams while he is awake

To escape the nightmare of depression in his way

The man with the blue face

Tells a sad tale of why he is so lonely and ashamed

It’s haunting and dark

And filled with pain

Blue man with the brown guitar

You do not see things as they are,

Blue man with the broken eyes

You live happier than they realize,

Blue man with the brown guitar

You do not see things as they are

#poetry #Picasso #theblueperiod #art #paintings #Pablopicasso #vallancestevens #theblueguitarist #theoldguitarist #sadness #loss #written #writersoninstagram #paintersoninstagram #painters #artist #poets #spilledink #spilledpaint #spilledthoughts #spilledwords #spilledpoetry #followformore #canvas #watercolors #blindness #broken #guitar
"The Blue Man" Written by: Raenise (me) (Based on the painting The Old Guitarist by Pablo Pícasso which he painted during his blue period, and the poem called The Blue Guitarist by Vallance Stevens) The man in watercolors The man with the blue guitar The man with cool colors He’s finding himself through his art, The man in saddening awakenings Poverty and loss Ill and challenges All that life has brought, He forgets it all When he plays his blue guitar The little blue man That leaves the world to touch the stars, Painting the sky a neon color As he sits and silently weeps Immersed in his beautiful music A beauty only a blind man can see Blue man with the brown guitar You do not see things as they are, Blue man with the broken eyes You live happier than they realize, Blue man with the brown guitar You do not see things as they are The man with the blue guitar All he does is dream He dreams of a realm where he could be free, He pours his heart out And his soul prepares to leave When he plays his blue guitar He wears his poetry on his sleeve, The man with the blue guitar He is the reality He knows no fantasy because it’s what he cannot see, And no one dares ask him why he is always sad Because if you look around you can see what he never had, The man with the blue face His guitar helps him believe He knows that to be happy there are lessons he must complete The man with the blue face He dreams while he is awake To escape the nightmare of depression in his way The man with the blue face Tells a sad tale of why he is so lonely and ashamed It’s haunting and dark And filled with pain Blue man with the brown guitar You do not see things as they are, Blue man with the broken eyes You live happier than they realize, Blue man with the brown guitar You do not see things as they are #poetry  #Picasso  #theblueperiod  #art  #paintings  #Pablopicasso  #vallancestevens  #theblueguitarist  #theoldguitarist  #sadness  #loss  #written  #writersoninstagram  #paintersoninstagram  #painters  #artist  #poets  #spilledink  #spilledpaint  #spilledthoughts  #spilledwords  #spilledpoetry  #followformore  #canvas  #watercolors  #blindness  #broken  #guitar 
Time for a feature 6-word story! This one is from @thepoetsong. The prompt was "runway" and you all made a pretty even split between flying / modeling stories. Keep up the creativity! 💜✍️
#pfsixwordstory #pfsixwordchallenge #pfsixwordpoems #feature #writersoninstagram #poetsofinstagram 
#Repost @thepoetsong
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June 21st
Subject: on the runaway 
Woe Wednesday -thepoetsong