the ambiguous chrysalis©

I have one voice that takes many tones. Enjoy. And remember to treasure the sunsets. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

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swift/stuck

What more damaging than to leave me with something that you know I would love.

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(fragment)

the way you spent the summer carefully laying your translation along the roof of my mouth

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Your name, a carcinogen to the flesh of my lips. I am a cicatrization in progress.

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another piece of something

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do not make me more than your muse I am optimized at page fodder and I would not want to inspire an eloquent sonnet about disappointment do not build a castle around me let me swim in the moat of hypothesis

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So guys

s-emi-colon has been tremendously good to me in my tumblr career. She’s challenged us poets to reblog each other and while I’m a poo who never reblogs anyone but myself *rolls eyes* I’m not a complete poo. So I’m gonna reblog the poems that I love by others that I love on my other/first blog since it has more followers lol. Please check these amazingses out on theambiguouschrysalis or come with me and sully the virginity of your own poetry blogs!! Reblog fo life!!

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I wouldn’t be the writer I am without the support of the tumblr writing community. Thank you.

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In the last night, an insufficient light shone on those perfect lips that have been instruments of my entrancement. That have made gelatin of my cinderblock sensibilities. In the last night, an unappreciated light shone upon those valleys of your flesh most familiar with the survey

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I'm proud of this one. :)

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pillars and posts

I look down at my hips and remember that I am a woman.

I look down at the hips of a woman and understand that it is time to move on.

I look down at the ground and remember the women before me.

I look down at the burial ground and know that it is time to seek the sky.

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Sixto

You like the kind of music that’s best for lying down quietly. At home we cannot help but build fire after fire. Not the kind that makes warmth with crackling melody. The kind that makes one tire of sweating.

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baby, I'm for keeps

Squeezing them shut hard enough to see spots in front of my eyes, I realize that my love will not exist in gray areas.

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I got a blue tag and I am NOT above showcasing. Suwoooo!!!

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(untitled)

Spread my soil and plant yourself. --six word poem

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Does anybody remember the wide old lady who sat outside the supermarket? (Big B, I believe it was)

With the repurposed oatmeal can, and the mechanic voice that coaxed “help fight epilepsy, please.”

I always wondered (I mean, I always wondered), why she would make an opponent of...

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love

Show me where you have bled.

—six word poem

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laden with sunken grudges

When the time came for him to learn the rhythm of forgiveness, he only had to study the behavior of the river. How it’s path overcame each obstacle. Ever inhibited but never embittered.

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I'm not her

I feel you proving things to yourself against my skin

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Hi

I still exist!! Anyone mind if I reblog some new stuff from my first/other poetry blog? (Say yes cuz I'm gonna) :-*