Just Another Creative Writer

This is a blog dedicated to art and creative writing, mostly poetry. I've always liked to write but never shared my work before, so am trying something new as the next step in my personal journey :) If you like this blog subscribe to my second one at http://cmfoster97.blogspot.com, where I post strictly original content!

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Kristen

If Dionysus had a daughter,

I should think she would have been

just like you:

A daydreamer,

Collecting stories never told

Looking for hand to hold,

a soldier

taking cover

In innovation and wonder,

Head high above the clouds

Until the battle is over,

Waiting for the day

Dad comes home sober.

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Nightmare

The monster tucks me into bed

At night -

He’s alright,

          (Or was it uptight - )

Once you get used to him.

We all have monsters,

After all

            (or were we the monsters-)

He sings me a lullaby

           (or was it a battle cry - )

Letting each word drip, drip off the tongue

Like a bad aftertaste -

Obsessive, depressive,

Defective? No, just disillusioned,

           (Or was it delusional-)

The monster calls me beautiful

As I cry myself to sleep.

Sweet dreams.

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Beach Bum

Broken shell shards, bleeding feet,

she keeps walking,

                       walking,

                                 walking.

Blisters, boils, sunburned skin,

saltwater soaks wounds within

while she keeps walking,

                                walking,

                                          walking.

Soft sand crumbles under each step,

heels fighting the pull of the tide

she sets emotion to the side

and keeps walking,

                        walking,

                                  walking.

Clouds, currents, crashing waves,

stop.

And the bloody footprints

are all washed away.

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A House of Worship

He prefers to think of my body

As a house rather than a temple,

No stained glass windows, the construction simple

And I suppose, not worship worthy.

He claims my workmanship is shoddy,

my foundation shakes and trembles

I’ve got weak infrastructure to reassemble,

he’s the master carpenter to rebuild me.

Well what is prayer anyway?

Why should I trade moldy paint-chipped walls

so a sinner can ask for forgiveness?

Tell him to keep his holy tears at bay,

My flimsy fortress will stand tall

enough, as long as God is my witness.

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Strange Jubilation

You find laughter in the most peculiar places, so seemingly unassuming you somehow find them amusing, Capricious comedy creating strange jubilation unconcerned with judgment And sung from the sincerity of your stomach, A serendipitous song bringing smiles to all who hear, humbled by a melody most magnificent because it makes no sense At all.

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The Purple Dress

The skeleton in my closet wears a tight purple dress - Never was a model more worthy. Bones tangled up in spaghetti straps and ribs zippered Into place, a stick figure stuffed Into spandex, Perfectly Poised for the picture   Yet here she rests, Hiding from the runway In her eggplant colored shroud.   I warned her Not to put it on.

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Bedroom

Decorative cobwebs woven in baby blue silk threads Wear dangling feather earrings Reaching down to relieve the plight of the unwoken. Quilted shields defend

Against the dark, Braving an enemy army of nightmares. The forests have been captured, The walls wear them

Like white flags. They take comfort in miniature stars strung in neat rows protecting

against permanent scars.

Sleep tight.

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Sorry this account has been less actively recently everyone! I was taking the semester off and had a lot of time to write, but now am back in school, which squashes my creativity a little bit- I will be posting probably a poem a week! And thank you to everyone who follows this blog and even cares about how often I post 😂

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Reblog if you're black tumblr.

You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and you’re for us.

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100%

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200%

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Someone who’s black or supports black people and their human rights. it literally says that in the description. “You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and you’re for us.” 

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Why the fuck does this not have more notes wtf.

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I support you.

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Of course!!

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🙏🏽✊🏽🤟🏽

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not even a question. Support EVERYONE, no matter race, sexuality, religion, etc.

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If you can’t reblog this please unfollow me

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💜💜💜

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Ice Covered Windows

I love the look of the world through

Ice covered windows that melt

Away hard lines and rough edges so only

A magnificent myriad of blobs remain,

The best ones jumping in snow piles and

Making snow angels,

Their puffy snow pants keeping the rest of us

Sane.

They paint the world soft

Like a snow powder blanket tucking

Youthful imagination safely in bed,

With a cup of water

And a kiss on the forehead. 

I love the look of my world through

Ice covered windows that melt

Impressionist present into

Abstract past,

Just blurred shape and color, 

Icy ingenuity making new

Childlike creativity and

Taking me back to when I was

Supreme ruler of the snow bank,

Then I was not afraid to be called

Ice queen. 

I love the look of the world through

Ice covered windows,

Through which fresh spirits and former lives  

Can be seen.

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The Dreamcatcher

The dreamcatcher hangs on the wall

above my head,

Though I am no longer afraid 

of monsters under my bed.

Strange, somehow I wish I were, 

My new monsters make the mind unsure

Simple fears I trusted the dreamcatcher 

To find,   

But now they are of a different kind,

One I fear nothing 

Could trap or bind.

Once upon a time

My nightmares were simple,

And by the morning completely dwindled

Nothing more consequential

Than a new day,

But now torrential trepidations

Steal years of tears

And though the old monsters decay,

I look at my old dreamcatcher and wish

I didn’t have to put it away.

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The World Behind Closed Eyes

In consciousness my world is still,

Every part and person holding one place

As if all life

Were a painting.

But when i close my eyes

the world shakes and shivers

like a kaleidoscope,

colors questioning their roles

bouncing around like rubber balls,

creating a splatter canvas reminiscent

Of all vibrant thought enduring

Earthquakes of the mind

and aftershocks unending,

too much movement for one brain

unaccustomed to blending and bending

But somehow safer

In serendipitous shambles,  

Surrendering to sleep 

The subconscious scrambles

But this I can handle.  

I close my eyes and find a world

That is giving,

Abstractness accepted 

Not awake

But truly living, 

Each quake and quiver 

A new beginning

And colors bright and bustling

As they should be,

I close my eyes and this new world

Envelops me in security,

Keeping me warm

From frozen stiff reality.

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Get to know the writer tag

Thanks @she-writes-her-way-through-life for tagging me! 

1. Top three favorite ships: 

I’m not much of a shipper, to be honest. Some of my favorite couples in books and t.v. include Neville and Luna from Harry Potter and Chandler and Monica from Friends, however. 

2. Last Favorite Song: 

I can’t pick one! I love Matchbox 20 and similar bands and I would say some of my favorite songs from them include Unwell, Overjoyed, and I also am really into Come to Me by the Goo Goo dolls.

3 .Last movie you watched: 

Happy Feet

4. Last book read and currently reading:

The last book I finished reading was Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys, which is a really cool historical fiction about four refugees during the world war 2 era and their journeys. Currently, I am reading Lilac Girls by Martha Hall Kelley, which coincidentally is also a historical fiction set in the world war 2 years. I have doubts on whether or not I will finish this one anytime soon, though, because i’m going back to college in a couple days and won’t have much time to read for pleasure during the semester. 

5. Favorite Fanfiction:

I don’t really read fanfiction, so I can’t really choose a specific one that I like, but I still appreciate fanfiction writers and what they do! 

Thanks again for tagging me! I’ll tag: 

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Midnight Nausea

Midnight nausea wakes me Out of pitch black peace worrying About the risks Of tomorrow, Both body and mind uneasy, Well worth feeling queasy If it it means another chance To dance through the day despite The dangers, Discover new places And beautiful strangers. Eyelids flutter As the abdomen shudders,  Jumping throats chasing away dreams Devoted to revealing the secrets Of my subconscious, Nevermind feeling nauseous Because nothing to me Is a night on a cold bathroom floor For life made new each morning Again and evermore,   I thank my midnight nausea for showing me All my open doors.  

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3. How do you take your coffee?

Decaf (I can’t drink caffeine) with half and half and a little sugar 😊thanks for the ask!

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Why did you start following me?

Do it on anon or not. I’m really curious about why you started following my blog.

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Most of you are here for the noodle XD

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Most of you might enjoy my spam. I guess some interesting things happen here.