suited up for the rain explain again why water falls from the sky? why time flies past birthdays silently unexamined forgetting solace shared vibrancy stolen joy don’t flowers grow in shadows too?

The trees remember, even if we forget.

hope is a pin up girl scantily clad blowing a kiss to the camera

sing to me like an underemployed troubadour

French mornings hit different 🥖☕ #PhotographersUnited #PhotographersOfBluesky #BlackAndWhite #BnW #Monochrome #ClassicMono #StreetPhotography #HumansOfBluesky #francesafetytravel

feminist masculinist humanist all of us must watch out for each other

stones rain from the sky bones rise from past lives fire consumes flesh passion drowns reason poison is brewed from lies

these arms raise the sun hang the moon holding on to sweet life

each sweet bite brings me closer to the poison tucked inside love? or stone fruit? 🧚

flower bomb fire heart *why* she screams at the sky

propulsion binds us some linear frame preacher i do not speak forrest or sandy beach yet if i did might this breech the meniscus

entrapment this net of time are we just mimes in a box made of lines asses pressed relentlessly against the glass

learning to be alone silent as stone solitude rests heavily on my chest

if skin color matters please let me be a woman, white if disposition be noted a woman, kind if age be a gage a woman, mature yet let it be said that first of all things i am a woman like you

How do you say To the ocean that I was the mountain My bones are empty Of marrow Waiting For you To come home #naturepoetry #naturepoem #thefuckdidijustwrite #poem #poetry

less eternity more one-ness. we are all just fungus feeding each other words tongue-less

dear ariel without eye bags your mother saw strength in your insolence understanding in your brown eyes the future painted on your fingertips

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i am a lover of art and humanity science and sanity

this water that i have borrowed from my mother has carried so much iron nitrogen dna the sky

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give me stars and i i will chew through these bars

frequently forcing the feathers of failure back gluing them onto that filthy bird i lack the ability to fly and by the way we could all use a bath

rebellion jelly runs from the donut guns blazing what was once so sweet has turned

do you have a calling is the sky falling are we crawling back to the stone ages scrawling our names on the walls of the cave

You don't want to hear the story of my life, and anyway I don't want to tell it, I want to listen to the enormous waterfalls of the sun. And it's the same old story a few people just trying, one way or another, to survive. Mostly, I want to be kind. ✍️Mary Oliver

<🎈🔥🫀> oxytocin serotonin cortisol then alcohol estrogen for ecstasy dopamine and nicotine device screens addiction means weakness or consistency another drug is poetry vice to me is vitality

hefty lefty six foot five he’d sooner drive a stake into his own heart than comply my brother this ghost without teeth cuts his gums on guns bums cigarettes nicorette alone out in the cold the man in the mirror gets old but the fight never dies

Organ donor card Got myself a donor card. One day I will depart. Donating all my organs but you can keep my heart. By John Grinsell #poetry #poetrycommunity #love #Romance

failure is a carrier for empathy

cigarette stocks at record highs as we wade into the tide stand and watch our allies die this wild ride based on lies losses they cried american pride i’ll confide it’s suicide that coincides our great divide this grand demise

Against all odds, I thought we would last. But love does not obey the odds, nor the will of those who refuse to see the cracks beneath the surface. And so I stand here, hands empty, heart heavy with embers, watching the last traces of us disappear into the wind. #poetry #poem #art

tell them we have the same birthday tell them i was your cousin’s cousin long ago tell them we’ve known each other for millennia

hope with her long hair stares over the sea blowing kisses to me

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roots rooted

je prendrai un panacée de la poésie pour ma tête ou mon cœur

the lure of easy it’s in our bones our genomes

this anger chokes me as it lays down sideways in my larynx

the wind maker has come with her standard disarray familiar disheveled with large eyes keen, grey steely knives her gust cuts through the heartiest of folk we reach for a coat or shelter

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the rapaciousness of stingy materialism this insatiable thirst for more the avarice of desire one might perspire or blush to think how much the hungry hoard is lorded over by close fisted men fisting the public 40 or more hours per week prurient egos gulping indulgences cut from the flesh of us

i never sought to be a solitary kitchen dancer just i didn’t have a partner who thought himself to be the kitchen dancing type

don’t blow it poet bars await prison breaks this poet takes snapshots of moments movements the pavement will prove it word on the street is a poets beat is the justice of un doing in humane this ´topia of sorts is still developing

When you set foot upon the shore do not turn back and search for me, we parted ways within the shallows after you complained I was too deep.

kindness is so much more powerful than force just watch what water does to stone

death struts by flaunting mortality a bloody scythe edges of ghosts poking out from under his cape

the sea’s nipples perked up turned white danced for me in the half moon’s light calling taunting tempting me let’s swim naked tonight