𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑻 & 𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 , luscious as dark velvet . it blooms in you , a 𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙮 made of ink / 𝑭𝑻. 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 , 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑴 , 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑬 , 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑬𝑻𝑪.
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𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑻 & 𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 , luscious as dark velvet . it blooms in you , a 𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙮 made of ink / 𝑭𝑻. 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 , 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑴 , 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑬 , 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑬𝑻𝑪.
hello mother has returned !! sorry for the spotty activity i’ve been tending to other blogs but i’m not abandoning miss kallie expect stuff this weekend and going into the week .
* 𝙊𝙍𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙐𝙎 ! ( springsung )
the bitter cold is the harshest the poet has ever experienced , fragile human body forced to cease playing his lyre , yet his determination & focus keeps his heart warm. even with an empty belly & fingers frozen to the bone , the poet would press onward , his resolve untouched. if the winter was this miserable now , what was to say it won’t be worse come next year ? what if the winter grows even longer ? what if , gods forbid , persephone doesn’t bring the summer at all ? & then there was eurydice —— ‘ i’ll marry you in the springtime ‘ was his promise to her & he intended to keep it no matter what. orpheus had promised her a brighter , warmer future & he wanted to be able to marry his beloved in better world —— a world where his melody brings everything back into it’s proper tune where all four seasons could play a part side by side. the fire of his heart is kept alive by thoughts of his lover & the world he wants to create for her , opening his mouth to softly sing that melody that seemed to have come to him so suddenly , uncertain where he had heard it before.
❝ la la la la la la la ------ ❞
@armoniea / starter call !
𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝙐𝙎𝙄𝘾 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙋𝙎 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙉𝙊𝙒 ? for silence was death of poetry . forgetting how to capture the tempo that moves the soul / what stirs weary limbs into motion , into dance . O’ MUSE AS YOUR MELODY REACHES IT CLOSE THE WORLD GROWS COLD ! the artist’s starves and the flowers wilt . her quest is now that of survival seeking out her lost sisters in search of a cure for eternal winter ( and still , her journey had led her back to the very same path from which she had begun ) back to her son 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 , 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 . how could she have not known that his voice would grow as gilded bright as his father’s ? extraordinary as she believed him to be from the moment she had first held him and yet she assumed it to be a mother’s fondness . an unconditional affection that placed even simple children upon pedestals ; how wrong she had been . spring comes alive within the goddess’ chest as the honeyed note tides to her upon favorable winds . IT IS AN ANCIENT SONG , THE EARTH AS BEFORE HE KNEW IT WAS WEAVED TOGETHER BY THIS REFRAIN ALONE . through the desolate wood she is pursuing a lullaby long-lost . answering his call as she gives chase . though her pace had quickened her voice is steady answering his own ; not breathless but robust , stronger than any wall .
❛ la la la la la la la ❜ together they invent the celestial harmony / the ballad of the gods . yet when she catches sight of him the tune is swallowed by her astonishment . ❛ orpheus … ❜ wishing to gather him in her arms as she did so many years ago now but unable to close the distance in the face of her worry . 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 ? the mother who left him without protection as summers became as fickle as new loves .
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me: don’t make yourself sad for no reason also, me: what if orpheu.s’ song was actually set to the melody of a lullaby kalliope used to sing to him as a child
@flwersrot recites: ‘ everything is temporary . ’ LYRIC STARTERS: you are okay / ( ACCEPTING ! )
𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏 , 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙃𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎 ! little sparrow the world has made a stranger of you . out in the eye of the storm left upon brittle wings . now in the barren garden they dither , the returned muse and the yearning girl . ❛ there was a time all we did was live . ❜ arm is raised skyward delicate branches reaching back toward the goddess . keen on her voice as not only nature was but simply all things that listened were . 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 / 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 . ❛ we didn’t wait for anything . not the seasons , not songs . ❜
she is thoughtful in her rumination recalling history in the melodic manner only one with her gifts could . ❛ of course , living is easy when you’ve got food in your belly . ❜ when the tune rises from her it is but a hum yet the divine harmony still blossoms through refrain . barren tree coming to life if for but a moment once desolate branch now bearing a single fruit . the poet plucks the apple from its perch placing it in winter-worn hands . ❛ that ache you feel is temporary too , don’t forget that , birdie . ❜
anyway the modern muses are just an indie band girl group don’t @ me
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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑵 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 / pt. 1 of ???
So let’s talk about the modern muse . she’s playing guitar on the sidewalk singing in the streets for coins she’ll never spend she's sitting in the rafters of theaters reciting the lines from memory writing them as she speaks she's riding subway cars dancing between stops never missing a beat in her dance to rush hour traffic she's all the beauty in the seemingly mundane the graffiti of a garden on the wall
𝘗𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘌𝘍 𝘉𝘖𝘞𝘚 𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘞𝘈𝘠 𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝘖𝘍 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘝𝘌𝘕! hermes. selective, private, mutually exclusive. mixed media influenced. traveled by a.
( * & . 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .
* taken from the maine’s new album you are ok .
SLIP THE NOOSE .
‘ you sent my pain into oblivion . ’
‘ i was on the verge of breaking down . ’
‘ then you came around and not a second too late . ’
‘ i was on the verge of breaking down then you came around . ’
‘ you shook the noose , slipped my head loose , and now that boy is history . ’
‘ you rescued me from myself . ’
‘ i was about to let go till i knew you existed . ’
‘ loneliness is hell and you’re alone . ’
‘ i knew better than to refuse your hand . ’
MY BEST HABIT .
‘ i’m not sorry for myself or any part of me . ’
‘ i am not human , one part anxiety using two parts nativity just to keep sane . ’
‘ i’m a bitter little pill to swallow . ’
‘ i’m a little bit of a let down . ’
‘ my best habit’s letting you down . ’
‘ to you i don’t exist , ain’t what you’re looking for . ’
‘ good thing i don’t exist for you at all anymore . ’
‘ if it’s average you’re after or ordinary , you’ll have to move on . ’
‘ if i’m not me then i am everyone else . ’
‘ if you’re not you , you’re everyone else . ’
NUMB WITHOUT YOU .
‘ you are a panic in the bloodstream . ’
‘ you bring me peace . ’
‘ you kill me for the better . ’
‘ you’re every fucking thing inside me now . ’
‘ you are my glitter and my gloom . ’
‘ i am so numb without you . ’
‘ i won’t leave , i won’t surrender . ’
‘ i’ll wait till the end of time . ’
I FEEL IT ALL OVER .
‘ i feel everything tonight with you . ’
‘ but there’s nothing left to lose when there’s nothing to hide . ’
‘ tonight i feel so make-believe . ’
‘ do you believe what you can’t see ? ’
‘ we’re made up of a thousand scars . ’
‘ go and cry your heart out . ’
‘ this is what it says to do . ’
‘ tomorrow’s gone , tonight is ours . ’
HEAVEN , WE’RE ALREADY THERE .
‘ blessed be the night we’re breathing in . ’
‘ the closest that we’ll get to heaven sent for all of us darling aliens . ’
‘ we will never be this young again . ’
‘ we all will be born again . ’
‘ this is everything you pray for . ’
‘ this is everything i need . ’
‘ life is crazy , don’t forget the seatbelt . ’
‘ shut the goddamn doors . ’
‘ daylight isn’t far away my fiend . ’
‘ everything i love is right here tonight . ’
‘ is what you’re living for worth dying for ? ’
FOREVERMORE .
‘ i never really felt so at home before . ’
‘ i wanna feel this forever even if forever’s just for now . ’
‘ we are here and alive in our corner of time . ’
‘ i never really ever felt so adored before . ’
‘ i never really felt this type of vulnerable . ’
‘ all you have to be is here . ’
TEARS WON’T CRY ( SHINJŪ ) .
‘ dream with both eyes open . ’
‘ save your tears for something worth crying over . ’
‘ save your tears for something worth crying over , don’t waste them on misfortune . ’
‘ baby , they won’t cry today . ’
‘ we’ll borrow happiness just for the night . ’
‘ nothing can hurt you . ’
‘ tell me what you think about me and you . ’
ONE SUNSET .
‘ you wait for me in the rain as i patiently try to pass the time . ’
‘ the day is done , now all i want is to get out . ’
‘ one sunset till i see you . ’
‘ my love , you wait , so long overdue . ’
‘ it’s been two weeks in the rain and it’s hazy in my head . ’
BROKEN PARTS .
‘ it isn’t getting easier . ’
‘ we are shattered everywhere . ’
‘ it isn’t getting easier now , but we’re not beyond repair . ’
‘ we are brittle , beware . ’
‘ us fragile things , falling to pieces . ’
‘ we’re all the same broken fractions and halves of some greater thing . ’
‘ you can’t fall any further . ’
‘ gather yourself up now , just as you were before . ’
‘ we’re all the same broken parts . ’
FLOWERS ON THE GRAVE .
‘ the time you have is sacred , don’t wait around and waste it . ’
‘ everything is temporary , even the sorrow that you carry . ’
‘ so tell me , are you okay ? ’
‘ i’m okay now i’m with you . ’
‘ you don’t plan life , you live it . ’
‘ you don’t take love , you give it . ’
‘ there are flowers on the grave of the child that i used to be . ’
‘ it was summer when you told me that you loved me . ’
‘ everything is temporary . ’
‘ you can’t change what is written . ’
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