starry eyed

all we wanna know is where the stars came from but do we ever stop to watch them shine ?

[starryyyy-eyed]

Seven Bridges

I want to go back to  

The trail.

The one with exposed

Tree roots hiding in the

Very dirt that houses

Every wispy Tendril.

An Indian paintbrush poking through

The Micha that crumbles under

My boots. I can’t pick the

Prairie-fire to put behind her ear,

So, I close my

Eyes and etch the rust colored

Vibrancy into my memory.

Am I deceiving myself again?

or

Is it just the thin mountain air?

I swear she was looking back at

Me.

–– M.L. 

[starryyyy-eyed]

another poem for the wrong person

I can listen to those songs

That you picked out for me over and over–

Over analyze the lyrics,

Though I know they don’t phase you.

I Listen to the rise and fall of the music

Try to remember the rise and fall

of your breath

When you’d fall asleep

on the couch, too peaceful

to notice me stealing glances at your profile.

I memorized every shadowed curve on your face.

But now you’re gone.

All I have is that silhouette in my mind.

An outline

Of who you were,

Who we used to be.

And those stupid fucking songs

that make me think

For fifty-two whole minutes

That you love me.

Then the tracks stop.

Reality sinks in and

Instead of listening to the music I

Return to my thoughts.

Hoping that it’s true.

That you do feel it.

But I know you don’t.

You never did,

And you never will.

Somehow I’m still writing

Another poem about you.

Because no matter how hard I try

I can’t seem to will myself

to stop loving you.

[stckwll]

life lessons

[blond-shell]

PHOEBE BRIDGERS By Jason Williamson for The Line of Best Fit (2017)

[karrova]

Ernest Biéler 1863 - 1948

Portraits à Grindelwald (detail), 1906

[heartsnmagic]

[disease-deactivated20210414]

ESTEFANIA LORET DE MOLA

[blck-xcvi]

» pictures of you.

artwork by blck-xcvi.tumblr.com

art instagram @blck.xcvi

[sustancy]

[ts-parallels]

invisible string // t.s.

[kaafka]

Mary Oliver, “The Pond” from Devotions: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver

[itsafalsegod]

you drew stars around my scars, but now I’m bleeding

[contrarianshit-89]

look at this idiotic fool that you made me 

[thesecondmagpie]

[expressions-of-nature]

by Guilherme Stecanella

[thegoodvybe]

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

hesitations outside the door, margaret atwood [ID: “Should we go into it together / If I go into it with you I will never come out” end ID]