#virginwrites

[writteninjoy2]

Virgin Tumblr Poetry

This is the oldest one I could find.  I started my blog in April of that year, it’s been almost 4 years now. My, how much has changed!!

2011-09-2516:59

just me

The first autumnal breezes blow

outside my window and it’s cool,

and there are raindrops,

raindrops on my mind.

A chilling torrent of you,

and all you have ceased to be.

Alone with the rain and the wind.

Alone without you, without you.

[nathensurman]

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I tell you, the virginwrites project is such an awesome flashback! I am revisiting pages of writers I haven't seen on my dash for like, forever!  Some have not posted in ages, others just out of the loop bc of tumblr's silly algorithms  Either way, it's been great to browse through old friends and followers writes from back in my earliest days here.

I even found a couple that I had already liked/reblogged years ago :D

The queue has been set, ready.........GO!

oh, there may be a couple of #iamapoet's in there ;)

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P.S. the virginwrites are sitting on 170 posts :D I've almost run out of writers in my follow list!!

[nathensurman]

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Hi all

Queue set to roll with about a dozen more first posts over the next hour or so :)

Also - 

I would like to welcome allanegory to the Admin team :D

Allan will be instrumental in collecting virgin poetry from all the TWC members along with myself (i kinda forgot there are THOUSANDS on here to archive :/ ) If you'd like to join us and help build the largest archive of original,early poetry and prose on one page (not to mention a close-to-full listing of EVERY writer on the tumblr platform) message myself or Allan and we will flick you the link to become an admin.

All comers welcome!

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Queue set aaaaaaaaaand GO!

[nathensurman]

i had intentions of sticking around to read and write a bit but i am afraid the cycle home ruined me :(

If you haven't created a bio for Wolfie's #breakingdownthetwcwall project yet, HOP TO IT!!

If you haven't dropped by to check out the TWC faithfuls very first poetry and prose posts on twc-virgin-writes.tumblr, HOP TO THAT AFTER!!!

If you haven't told someone, ANYONE, how much you love and/or appreciate them.....

y'know... Hippityhop!

Love you guys, more virginwrites to come in the evening

PLUS, i have a partner in rhyme on the page - to be announced this evening :) If anyone else out there would like to help out collecting the virgin posts of our writers just flick me a message and i'll explain more :):):)

G'night you beautiful people <3

[nathensurman]

#virginwrites

I'll end this evenings run on that note :) 

Might not be one tomorrow morning (unless work is quiet and i can build a queue between guests lol..) but plenty more to come over the next saaaaaay, week? 

That should be long enough via my blog and will be transferred entirely to twc-virgin-writes.tumblr thereafter 

Have a great evening! love you guys <3<3

[lilysofthefield]

beauty doesn’t begin to describe you for it’s only skin deep. we’re all the same color on the inside. red. with a heart that beats. in even time. it hurts with pain, of memories past. it yearns, desires, longs for love. and all the same, how fragile it is. it breaks. 

[nathensurman]

Thanks for reading!

That puts the twc-virgin-writes at 100 :)

I'll be continuing to reblog over the next few days (not quite as regular as i am back to work :(  and once it hits 250 i will be reblogging the first posts directly to twc-virgin-writes.tumblr

Submissions are open so please let your follows know and they can send virgin writes my way! :):)

[twc-virgin-writes]

tree

* Stoic anchor beyond my door, vented toward my house, tinged with sadness; due to a misfortune of lightning and storm; which left your sphere of branches rent. * Slighted companion for five seasons, I’d never sought to pay tribute 'til now. * Verdant friend - Keeping me year-round busy:     falling buds in spring,     propeller seeds in summer,     falling leaves…well, fall - then     barren enabler of winter’s wind whips. Nevertheless, I still appreciate you, tree. * If they could, even our squirrels and birds would write about how you shelter, sustain, give repose when needed and respite from two-legged anthropoids (us) who pummel with rocks, snowballs and snap reached leaves and branches or carve into your trunk just to annoy. * Thank you, for showing me your soul, imperfect yet vulnerable & tested that has survived, mourned and aged like me. Ain’t that life? * So  I celebrate you, tree  our tree  you da tree; just treeing the way you do all this time with me. * Tomorrow first thing I’ll wake & greet you,    and note that you ‘held it down’ overnight with dignity and grace - cars and house still in place; while I slept blissfully within.

* le buc 6/2011  **  P.S. I posted this poem about a TREE in this city, on this day precisely because,  being non-trendy   & not politically apropos, few others would do such.