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Spilled Ink Community???

hi guys, I got a community approved for Spilled Ink? I'm hoping vibes similar to 2012 desk poetry tumblr, when we still had tag mods. if you like or reblog this post I'll add you!

original poetry and spoken word

How have you been doing lately?

Not the best. I've been through alot, more than I could count. But again, who hasn't.

#s.journal #tumblr #just a thought #poetry

astriloquum

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

edenmuses

lilac permeates the air

a skull, perched menacingly

on porcelain shoulders

grimaces, bleached teeth

promise a vicious bite

she whispers to it every night

of the death of reason

the passivity of every beating heart

and the violence that lies within

an unchecked appetite for life

hedonistic and self-fulfilling

prophecies, that wax and wane

hastening to their inevitable

and timely, untimely deaths

she takes it's silence

for tacit agreement,

then drinks herself into a stupor

dreaming of his lips and eyes

her porcelain shoulders cracking

under the weight of being alive

letsbelonelytogetherr

— Fyodor Dostoevsky; Letter to his brother 9th August 1838

It’ll all be worth it

Stay strong

I beg of you

Stay

Strong

#just a thought #s.journal #poetry #love #spilled journal #spilled ink

I have turned to dust…

matrose

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy

heartweary-writing

I breathe deep:

You are somehow with me,

Though you never will be.

That is how the moon sighs,

As she tries

To pull in the sea.

J. K. L

corvianbard

#3245

Come and dance Like a flight of nightingale. Take every chance To move with a gale. I know not about romance, But yours will be a good tale.

mysecrethobbithole-blog

studio ghibli • rain

thewinterclown

#worlds deadliest assasin turned comedy king SEBASTIAN STAN as Bucky Barnes —The Falcon and The Winter Soldier | 2021

meanwhilepoetry

I hope you look back at past versions of yourself with kindness rather than despair.

Never belittle your poetry once it’s re-read by you years after it’s been written.

You might have forgotten what it felt like, but poetry is just that; a preservation of an undying love, a bittersweet ending or a stab-in-the-back type of hate. Poetry is an eternal keep of the promises, laughs, cries and tears of what we felt back then.

Always cherish it.

— S.Aj