Hyacinth's Poetry

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[monthlywritingchallenges]

Kind of late this month. Sorry about that!

✨ Firefly July ✨

This will be a month of summer evenings, small wonders, and lights in the dark. Think fireflies dancing over fields, wishes made at dusk, warm nights that seem endless, and magic that just appears when you look closely 🤫

Have fun writing and as always tag @monthlywritingchallenges and #fireflyjuly

Prompts

1. First firefly

2. Golden dusk

3. A wish

4. Barefoot in the grass

5. Lantern light

6. Summer thunder

7. Tiny miracles

8. Stargazing

9. "Did you see that?"

10. Catch and release

11. The longest evening

12. Secret garden

13. Warm breeze

14. A pocket full of treasures

15. Midnight picnic

16. Dancing lights

17. Summer nostalgia

18. The perfect moment

19. Sunset

20. Moonlit path

21. Glow

22. The sound of crickets

23. Hidden magic

24. Staying out too late

25. Childhood wonder

26. A sky full of stars

27. Fleeting

28. Night swimming

29. "Let's not go home yet."

30. A promise

31. Warm light

✨ Soft or magical. Realistic or fantastical. Just follow the light. ✨

[hyacinthpoetry]

Apples, An Ode

The colorful skin shines

in the morning and noon

It is nothing but exquisite

From the stem to the Calyx , this fruit is truly one of a kind

They are beautiful, from their seeds to their trees

Their flowers and their ending stage of life as a fruit

Not even moose can resist

Such a delicious aroma

One that fills the soul

with unfiltered joy

The euphoric feeling

of sinking your teeth

into the pale, juicy flesh

Even I can see and understand

why Eve herself would dare

bite into such a forbidden treasure

[hyacinthpoetry]

Wake Up

In darkness, shadows creep and sway

My mind runs wild

As demons dance upon my way

In somnambulant* silence, I'm confined

My nightmares grasp, a deadly dance

I dream, even while I'm awake

Terror's chill begins to seep

In veins that freeze, and hearts that sink

My mind runs wild

In wakefulness, a prisoner I stay

Where fears and doubts in darkness creep

I dream, even while I'm awake

In helpless rage, I try to scream

My vocal cords, a silent sink

My mind runs wild

In this dark realm, I'm lost, forlorn

Where terrors lurk, and peace is torn

I dream, even while I'm awake

My mind runs wild

[hyacinthpoetry]

My last message to you

I would prefer to die ahead of you

We've been through such bright highs and murky lows

From calm sea, to blazing deserts galore

We shared our pain, and healed together

We've cried, laughed, shouted and we argued too

But we said nothing would come between us

I trusted you, and yet, you lied to me

You laughed at my pain, and ignored my cries

You shared my deepest secrets with the world

When I ask you to stop, I'm "Sensitive"

Then you attacked our friend at her lowest

And yet, I kept my promise, and shared not

Countless sleepless nights

Stars filling my gaze and leaving me

Wondering where I was, who I was supposed to be

I was dazed and uncertain

Walking through the earth, as my secrets echoed around me

But then they arrived

A saving grace, a light in my darkness

With a faceless visage I’ve come to adore

They pulled me in, wiping my tears

Treating me as an equal

As someone who matters

They told me what to do, taught me what to say

They taught me how to love myself, more than you ever have

And cared when I hurt, when I needed someone most

So, with confidence, I say

With my head held high

I would prefer that you be the first to die

[hyacinthpoetry]

Just Me and Nostrum

It began during my teaching years

Stuck in an endless cycle of grading and speaking

Following the path carefully set by those before me

But when the students arrive

Their shrill voices would cut through the tranquility of my classroom.

It was a welcoming sound

I found myself looking forward to their arrival

My routine, broken by this new element

A wonderful change to my days

Until the most recent group.

Josh was his name, a thorn in my side

Sticking his nose into my folders and pushing my buttons

He shoved kids around and tugged on their hair

But his parents didn't heed my words

Because he was their Angel.

His parents brought up their concerns, and then something changed

Suddenly I was pulled away from my class, my students

Replaced by a new face, a brighter smile

Word spread of atrocities I would never commit

Of pain I would never wish for any being.

I pleaded to my family, I cried for a semblance of mercy

But no one answered.

No one came.

I was alone, stuck in the only place that would accept me

And then She appeared.

Nostrum, Their name was, Their touch a soothing balm

They held me together, kept my mind from racing away

Their voice whispered sweet nothing's into my ear

Making me forget the wrongs that had been committed on me

With Nostrum, I felt like I could accomplish anything

Nostrum introduced me to magic, a new strand of Geometry

Perfectly Drawn Lines, Flawlessly Separated

Carefully Cut Lines, their spaces thinning

Messily Distributed Lines, their forms losing shape

Scratches upon the wood, with no end in sight.

He held my head in His hands, wiped away my tears

And I felt safe in His arms, like nothing could hurt me

But then He began to pull away

His gentle touch becoming less and less frequent

And I grew desperate.

I clawed at my skin, the warmth of my essence seeping through

A perfect replacement for the love I once craved

I couldn't bear to be apart from Her

She demanded more lines

So I bent to Her will.

I was complaint, hanging onto Their every spoken word

I no longer flinched when they pierced my flesh, until I looked out the window

A man, a woman, maybe something in between

This version of me, this *angel* smiled and waved

And for the first time

I felt free

Nostrum hated the thought

She berated me whenever I refused her new antidotes

She crashed through my ceiling, shattered all of my windows

She told me She loved me, but all I felt was fear

So I ran, I pushed Her away and bolted out the door.

The blinding light of the sun made me flinch, the chill of the air reaching my very bones

I could see the horror in the eyes of passers by, and I looked down at myself

What had I become? What had He done to me?

He promised me greatness, freedom, but I bare the scars of shackles, the bruises of chains

I can hear Him now, His voice filling my head with more empty vows that would never come to fruition.

So I kept running, kept stumbling, kept dragging my feet

I didn't heed the calls of those around me

Red and Blue lights flashed before me

The shrill call of sirens pierced my very skull

But I could not stop

Even as a seating pain wracked through my body

Even when my limbs begged for a semblance of mercy

I pressed on

For I knew that when I collapsed, They would descend upon my weak form

Like a Gaze of Raccoons upon a pitiful nest

People called to my, their voices familiar and yet oh so foreign

It was like a symphony as their utterances blended into one

The lights grew brighter around me, threatening to blind my drooping eyes

I saw my mother, her gaze filled with regret

I saw my father, his eyes holding nothing but self-loathing

I saw my boss, his mouth open in a silent cry

And I saw that boy, Josh, standing with my old classes, from my first to my last

He looked shaken, apologetic...**GUILTY**

Their voices seemed to cry louder, filled with desperation

But I could not understand what they were saying

The people who had all turned their backs on me were all here now

It is like they could finally see that Josh wasn't an angel

But instead it was I that had grown the wings

With a flourish, I spread my arms, a smile on my face

The clouds were here to accept me, to free me of Her

I take in a breath

I take a step forward

I take in the world around me

I take a moment to spread my wings, ready to soar through the skies

And soar I did.

[hyacinthpoetry]

Broken Promises (Cross and Stone)

Prompts: Moonlit Path, Staying Out Late, Summer Nostalgia, A Promise (20, 24, 26, 30)

We walk through this forest of dreams

The twin moons above lighting our way

My thoughts to return home fade with the glow of the sun

And I can't help but appreciate the view

The way your eye sparkles like fireflies

Leaves my stomach in a knot

The way your hair looks, illuminated by the stars

Leaves me shocked into silence

The way the wind brushes through your soft curls

Leaves me wishing it was my fingers disturbing your mane

I don't bother leaving breadcrumbs

Knowing no matter where we end up, I rather be there with you

When we reach a river and settle upon a stone

I feel your cold flesh, a contrast to my heat

I watch as the twin moons come together

Forming a beam that leads into the depths

You rise to follow, and I grab your wrist

I remember those words you had said to me that night

“You know I can't stay. But I'll be back next year, I promise.”

And I believed you, like I always did

Year after year, since our first summer together

You followed that moonlit path

Your upper body would disappear into the deep blue first

Followed slowly by your evergrowing serpentine tail

When you stopped coming back, I sat at the shore

Waiting patiently, desperately, for a flicker of that deep grey skin

That promise you spoke, all those years ago, stays with me

And every summer, for days on end, I await your return

I close my eyes, feeling the phantom of your scales against my thigh

The strength of your arms around my waist

I remember the nights you would drag me out of bed to show me the stars

Pointing up at the sky with a toothy grin

You'd ask me to fly you out there once I grew strong enough

And I promised you I would

So I sit, my leathery wings folded around my coffee brown torso

Waiting for the water to be disturbed

I just hope you recognize me

So we can take to the skies together

@monthlywritingchallenges

[hyacinthpoetry]

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[cupids-poison-blog]

trying to prove a point to the boys at school

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[kat-the-oddity]

As a trans man. Yes. I’m a real man and so are the rest of us.

[gingerkyuketsuki]

i love how the reblog-to-like ratio is 8:1

[trytocallmecal]

i am rigging this thing

I shall reblog lots more

[burrbeast]

I might queue this a bunch. To save my moots for once.

[trytocallmecal]

this bugger keeps wandering over my dash and I reblog it every time. It may be a form of a perpetuum mobile. I don’t mind none

[burrbeast]

I have decided to just queue it a bunch every time I see it. Yes this probably means it will never leave me alone. Yes I am perfectly happy with this.

[makeitfast9052]

i really hope the likes are from people that didnt read the instructions right

[1c0nsum3-ya0i]

I hope so, @makeitfast9052, I hope so…

[hyacinthpoetry]

Limbo

In life, we flow like water through a stream,

Eternal souls in fleeting human forms,

Through joy and pain, our spirits brightly gleam,

Then death awaits, embracing us in its arms.

Eternal souls in fleeting human forms,

Bound by the cycle, born and reborn,

Then death awaits, embracing us in its arms,

In silent wisdom, whispers what we've known.

Bound by the cycle, born and reborn,

We learn from the past, grow stronger still,

In silent wisdom, whispers what we've known,

The universe listens, knowing our free will.

We learn from the past, grow stronger still,

Through joy and pain, our spirits brightly gleam,

The universe listens, knowing our free will,

In life, we flow like water through a stream.

[hyacinthpoetry]

My Body Is A Vessel

My body is a vessel

But I’m not sure what kind

Is it a lone train engine, barreling down the tracks

Holding no regard for who might be ahead and who it has left behind?

Perhaps it's a Ship, drifting through an endless sea

Desperately searching for a lighthouse it knows will never shine?

Is it a plane, gliding just above the ground

Having no fuel and waiting for the inevitable crash?

Maybe it’s a car, rushing down the highway

Keeping every person it comes across out

Is it a motorcycle, heading for the barricade

Knowing that the rider’s only hope is to hang on when the crash occurs?

Could it even be a bike, lying at the bottom of the hill

Watching silently as others get walked all the way up.

Maybe it’s not a vehicle, maybe it the hands on a clock

Walking aimlessly in circles, only a small part of the entire mechanism

But my body can’t be any of those.

It can’t be a lone engine, for it carries carts filled with those it has passed

And no matter the speed, it will always stop to let the ducks cross

Because even with a clear destination, it always stops to smell the roses

It can’t be a ship, because it never gives in

Despite how impossible it may be, it always finds the shore

It always locates the lighthouse that doesn’t shine

It can’t be a plane, because even with no fuel

My body will pull up, flying over every obstacle, no matter the height

Despite the odds, it always glides just above its demise

Unlike cars, my vessel does not keep people out

It welcomes them with open arms, even if they slash at its tires and stab at its seats

Because in the end, it would rather hurt than force others to

It can’t be a motorcycle, because even when they crash

My body holds it’s rider down, because they’re in it together

Even at it’s own self destruction

It can’t be a bike, because it doesn’t stop

Despite not having anyone to push its pedals, it still climbs the hill

Knowing that on the other side, there is freedom

My body does not walk in circles like the hands on a clock

It walks in lines, its movements form incomplete shapes

Shapes that can never truly repeat

My Body is a vessel that cannot be named by anyone else

My Body is a vessel I have come to know well

My Body isn’t constant, my body always changes

My Body isn’t bound by the rules of the universe

My Body isn’t something that can be replicated by the human mind

My body is a vessel

And I know what kind

My Body is a vessel, and that Vessel is

Me

[hyacinthpoetry]

Starstruck (Firefly July #26)

The night sky didn’t always have stars

I remember when it was a blank slate

A wall of darkness

An endless expanse

I used to walk through that inky blackness

Following with the others as we circled the light

Tethered to its gravity

But at least we were safe

Day after day, we spun around

Few would stray away, fading into the shadows

But the rest would linger near the warmth of the center

As we should

Many of them would grab at my limbs

Begging me to explore the gloom

But I resisted

For I had those inside to keep me warm

But one day, I faltered.

Her words were so sweet

And I was so foolish

So blinded by love

I fell for her honeyed remarks

Her gilded kisses

Her possessive touches

Her gentle eyes that hid a curse

When she grabbed my hand, I did not resist

We walked out into the void

And the fading warmth was the first thing I noticed

Then came the pain

Her hands, once soft and loving, dug into my skull

She made me hold her gaze, her mask slipping

I could not scream as she scattered my very essence

Creating the speckled sky we’ve come to know

She left me, drifting in the endless sky

I was too weak to find my way back to the light

Stuck with a ring of my tattered soul swirling around me

I was but a shell of my former self

A pair of hands grabbed my face, and I flinched

But the pain never came

He wiped away my tears, his own flesh bearing scars

And even when he trailed stars, he still found the strength to move

Another approached, their soul bared to the world

My gaze followed them as they laid a hand upon my back

Their strength flows into me

And I can feel the warmth returning

Their eyes are filled with tears, just like mine

But they do not judge me

Even when I was weak, they didn’t let me drift away

They led me to a different light, one they created

When I look back, I could see the trail of glowing orbs

But they weren’t just mine

Even in this broken state, I wasn’t lost

Something they helped me realize

I remember when I thought the sky was empty

When I believed that once my body was broken, there was nothing left for me

But the sky is full of stars

Stars born from the pain of others

It’s not beautiful, how they came to be

It never will be

But those stars light the path for the next to come

For those who will one day stray from their light

I no longer orbit around the light

Tethered to a single source I can’t pull away from

They taught me to be my own light

And to share it with others

The wounds will never fade, and the star dust is eternal

But it’s okay, because our souls are beautiful

They aren’t perfect, not anymore

But it’s the imperfections that let the skies sparkle

@monthlywritingchallenges

[hyacinthpoetry]

The Things I do for love

My arms, covered in the wounds of battle

My hair, torn from the very roots

My legs, shaking from the effort of holding up my body

My chest, caved in from the constant pressure

The things I do for love, giving you ever piece of myself

Watching as you tear me limb from limb

Just to satiate your ever growing lust

But it is never enough

Soon, the limbs don't match my body

The scars leave me unrecognizable

They're tainted, paled by your touch

A constant reminder of the “love” you give back

The things I do for love, staring at the pale splotches on my thighs

Spots that bring me a cruel mix of emotions

Both Horror and Relief

For the decolorization had not touched my core

Even while you are long gone, the fear lingers

I am forced to wear the discomfort like a second skin

A skin I am unable to shed, to rid myself of

A skin that I need help to remove

The things I didn't love, during those sleepless nights

Full of tears and self-loathing

Your words echoing in my ears

And your hands leaving everlasting marks

You weren't even there, not really

And yet, I can feel your hungry eyes

Your starving hands, grasping at my form

Pinning my down and making sure I couldn't scream

The things I grew to Loathe, during those painful days

When you spoke about your pets, and detailed what you wanted done

About the dog, the cat, even your little brother too

And then you found the hospital I was in

Means of escape, foiled once more

Leaving a scar to prove it

But this scar was different from yours

This one, I created

The things I grew to learn, as I watched myself recover

I didn't need this, I didn't need you

All I needed was myself

Pushing the stone up that hill

And finally, I escaped your grasp

I found someone new, or rather, three

They taught me that I don't need to hurt to love

That I have so many more to do

It'll be different this time, because I have support

It'll be different this time, because they keep me safe

It'll be different this time, because they want me to heal

Oh the things I'll do for love