Carved Poet

[chipped-quill]

I love you.

I love spending time with you. I love talking to you. I love laughing together.

I need you.

I need you to like me. I need you to help me. I need you to leave me alone

I hate

Not you, never you, but the way I feel around you. I hate feeling stupid. I hate feeling drained. I hate feeling out of place.

I beg you.

I beg you to leave the other drivers alone, they're just living their lives. I beg you to notice and note my insecurities beyond saying you "don't mean it like that". I beg you to give me the time and space that I am starving for.

I'm tired

I don't get enough sleep, I don't get enough rest, I spend all these days trapped in my flooding brain. Tasks and worries and fears swirl around, festering in my stomach leaving no room for the food I force down my throat.

You aren't helping.

I know you think you are, but your nudges to get things done feel like blades engraved with "not trying hard enough". Your understanding flows with an undercurrent of "just do better already".

Your actions are colored in the hues of my insecurity. You can't help it, I know, but it still is true.

I need you to leave me alone, lest I find myself resenting you, who I love so dearly.

[nosebleedclub]

December Prompts

unprompted

childhood snow day

class act

plague

rosary

the prince's library

cardinal

powder

war begins

sugared donuts

ancient Greek statue

mess hall

towards the mountain

second floor

Pacific island(s)

shivering

elk

ilk

fireman

the world after

ski lodge

taking

correspondences

vintage furs

donkey

plum

bitter coffee

run away with me

blue eyes

what comes next?

sleepy

[carved-poet]

December 1st: Unprompted

Is there any greater love than that which one cannot expect?

A message out of the blue

A gift for no reason

A note of gratitude left to be found when one would least expect it.

A love that thinks of you without obligation or the requirement of your presence

A love with no "because", and no request for return.

This is the love I wish for you all during these winter months

[inkpressedpetals]

[carved-poet]

Hope is a weapon

Care is a sword

A tune can move hearts, so strike up a chord

Where violence may fail

Empathy may prevail

So my friends, you must keep being kind

[weltenwellen]

Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

[carved-poet]

My brain is my own, if I like it or not

Despite that I'd rather leave it to rot

It's here in my head

Saying mean things instead

Of letting me sleep in my bed

Yet I will love it still

If just for the thrill

Of knowing I'm better than it

[inkpressedpetals]

[inkpressedpetals]

[carved-poet]

The stars still rise because of you... I really like that actually

Each night may appear darker than the last

Each morning like the worst of the past

Yet each day we live, each night we survive

And every day people are glad you're alive

In moments of need there are things we can do

Make someone's load lighter, their smile more bright

Through aid and through whimsy we'll get through this night

And with each smile and kindness, you make the stars bright.

Go out to the world and make something new

And know that the stars still rise due to you

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from "(Luck I)", Instructions for Traveling West

[carved-poet]

Creaking Love

By carved-poet

Any who know me, know that I love

I love tales of adventure

I love rocks by the shore

I love words and birds and people and more

With each passing day, I find new things to love

A tale or a tune or a whale or lagoon

But sometimes with love comes sorrow or pain

Sometimes it seems you have nothing to gain

From friendships so fleeting

Or objects misplaced

From each awkward greeting

Or the whole human race

Sometimes you're drained

But you want to bring aide

Your friends need you to be

The support you've been made

So you splinter

You shake

You bend, but don't break

Because each word can be a new breath they will take

I love

I love deep

I love long

And with this love I must keep myself strong

They need me

They love me

And they must carry on

But can I sustain this need for this long?

[carved-poet]

Describe me a Thing

By Carved-Poet

Describe me a thing

Make it foreign and grand

Put words to a thing that I don't understand

Describe me a thing

To see in my head

Of something you saw - be it living or dead

Describe me a thing

But keep it unclear

To the point where the outline is solid, but smeared

Describe me a thing

So that I may dissect it

May pick up each clue and try to connect it

Describe me a thing

To be figured out

To ponder and ponder and ponder about

Describe me a thing

And then let me think

And then as I turn my thoughts into ink

I'll describe you a thing

Towering and grand

Something you may not quite understand

For from your few words

I will form a new beast

That may teach you dozens of lessons at least

So describe me a thing

I will sit here and listen

As beginnings of stories and worlds start to glisten