@godsburn - Tumblr Blog

hi! a bit of a weird question here, but i remember reading a poem on tumblr about letting a bruised cowboy into your home, i remember in it the pov offered him a drink i think? and i was OBSESSED with it but quickly lost hold of it, its unlikely you reblogged it but seeming that you are a big poem person i was just banking on asking just in case, maybe some outreach too

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lady-dedlock

“At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon. She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, towards what shore it would drive her, if it would be a shallop or a three-decker, laden with anguish or full of bliss to the portholes. But each morning, as she awoke, she hoped it would come that day; she listened to every sound, sprang up with a start, wondered that it did not come; then at sunset, always more saddened, she longed for the morrow.”

― Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

“Sometimes I wonder if my whole life will pass by this way: me waiting in the shadows, waiting for something to happen. Waiting for someone else to make it happen. Something new or different or crazy and amazing. I‘ve been there for so long, letting everyone else figure it out for me, floating along without much direction or conscious thought. Reacting.”

― Sarah Ockler, Fixing Delilah

“I had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something, till I realised the person I was waiting for was myself.”

― Markus Zusak, Underdog

I ask god to send a swordsman / and god says ‘look at your hands’

— Melissa Broder in “Problem Area” from Last Sext

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mysterium-solis

A Distant Clamour by Glyn Smyth (2022)

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vampurrring

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inloveforevr-deactivated2025041

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dude check this out he believed in his own myth and fell ill with sorrow

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sunbathe

@xoxo.o0

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nothingbutloveforyou

i think waiting together is a love language. wait for the train with me, so we can talk a little longer. wait for dinner with me, we can slow dance in the kitchen. wait for me until i can talk after crying my eyes out, hold me, we will figure it out. wait for me when it gets rough, i know i can get through this (with you). wait for me in the car, this song is too good to not finish listening to it. wait for the first snow with me, cold red noses and bright eyes. lets wait for each other, i love you.

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theoptia

Henri Michaux, from Five Poems by Henri Michaux; "Repose In Unhappiness"

Text ID: I am the ruin you made.

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bramphotography

Autumn colors from Warche (Ardennes)

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fucko

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coyotebabe-deactivated20230727

leather is the halfway point between wood and fabric. and wood is halfway between fabric and metal. fabric is halfway between liquids and metal and liquids are halfway between clouds and fabric. having come back to fabric the best kinds are cotton, linen, and rayon. these are just the laws of nature

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