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[adamantseal]

I wish I could rebuild your bones with light and place you in the sky #adamantseal #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poems #poems #poem #poetrycommunity #poet #poets #writing #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofig #writers #contentcreator #writers_creed https://www.instagram.com/p/BsZeSkcBHRY/?igshid=11r1cwzz1laqe

[mayapoetbe]

Time and again What is your favorite season? Mine is Spring, it's mostly a nice temperature everything starts growing - looking beautiful. * * * #poetry #season #autumn #colors #seasonchange #writers #indieauthor #poetrybook #poetrybyme #igpoem #writers_creed #writers_den_ #writewritewrite #igwrites #time #seasonpoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/B3fXr1EnHKa/?igshid=1hrr9stj2q7ll

[ginasnotebook]

She is Sweet

She is sweet...

Not like brownies or butterscotch, but like really fine sugar sprinkled on everything ...

Not robust like bread pudding or rich like chocolate cake that overwhelms in time ...

But the type of sweet you want every day ...

A little with coffee each morning ..

A little with berries at night...

And subtle sprinkles throughout the day to make everything just right.

She is sweet...

To appreciate her, you need a sweet tooth.

© Gina K. Judy 2018 All Rights Reserved

Photo by Karma

[jsydbrantley]

where have all the real people gone the ones who say what they mean and do what they say the ones who stand behind you when you fall back the ones who wait in front of you when you leap forward the ones who give you the benefit of the doubt the ones who believe imperfection helps us grow where have all the real people gone * * * #jsydspoetry #writers_creed #writerscreed #teacup13 #spilledink #fakepeople #lookingforreal #imperfect #poetryportal #poetryriot #poeticstories #blotchedpoetry #writersfollowwriters #poetrygram #berealwithyourself #berealwithme https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpx-SRqgPDa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=18zifu9nn4jcv

[kiramalibu]

“My Future Isn’t So Bright”

my future isn’t so bright                                                                                       

I lost my 20/20 years ago

when my innocence was still prevalent 

and coloring in the lines was the only thing to worry about

my future isn’t so bright 

If I’m not disappointing others

I’m doing things wrong even when

I think they’re right

my future isn’t so bright 

I’m a wishing well with no coins; 

a fairy tale with no happy ending, 

a curse that can’t be reversed 

my future isn’t so bright 

I chose the deep end of the pool 

and now I’m drowning in their expectations 

of what they want me to be

but I can’t be anybody else except for me

and I don’t know why they can’t see

how what they want isn’t for me

we don’t share the same dream

we’re fighting and yet we’re on the

same team

and I know how dumb this may seem 

but the apple doesn’t

fall far from the tree

but there is other fruit

you can eat

and you need to be what   

you want to be, no matter

what they may think

you need to do what you feel is right

so you’ll never feel like me,

and think that your future

isn’t bright.

Kira Malibu 

[mayapoetbe]

The result. I love being creative. I love art - writing, painting, making pictures. I love to try new styles. What kind of art do you do? * * * #art #creative #poet #poetry #create #writers #igpoetry #poetryofinsta #author #poetrylovers #createcreate #writers_creed #mayapoetbe #spilledink #writtings #smallpoems #shortpoem #micropoetry #modernpoetry #newpoetry #youngwriters #femalepoets https://www.instagram.com/p/B3-PlB4Fx_L/?igshid=3tsj3eu6uxwg

[adamantseal]

Lost Traveler

i.

your hooded face is a miracle of mystery

wilding monk exiled in the city

a little resin statue of a man

with the bloody heart of a beast

slowly drowning in the fear of his own body

ii.

Slowly molding into the crevices of broken alleyways

Happier days hidden in shadows

Amongst mighty thoroughfare

Lost is the soul that hides behind fear

Wasted years... anger contained in shattered pieces

You will always be the solemn figure blurred by obscurity

iii.

dark places are the safest

your eyes

reflecting city lights

your heart

a lion’s paw

pierced with green thorn

slowly bleeding into the streets

you become the puddles

gathered under storm clouds

mirrors shining back the face of night

iv.

Your fight,

flight caused by plight,

Tight spaces can make us

feel safe

How long have you wandered

These lonely boulevards

Sauntered down courtyards

In the shadows, those throws

Of desperation

Inclination to give up

Pubs pump blood mixed with alcohol

Steel resolve, To corrupt...

Cupped hands tell tales through sands

That have long blown away.

v.

through your hair

whispered stories

bend sideways

at your heels

wandering toward

long fields of hay

under glowering skies

misted spirits rise

from your trembling lips

your boots splash through the muddied lane

down grassy banks

where crickets chirrup you along

vi.

So many years of travel

Gravel roads pave pathways

Bad days left behind

And someday

When you finally find

Your destination

Elation will take over

Mind will learn

To discern

That wandering lost

Was just the cost

To finally make it home

Collaboration between @adamantseal and @argumentsfromwithin

Her stanzas are odd, and his are even.

[mayapoetbe]

The Curtain [2/2] * * * #poetry #poetryaddict #wordsmith #poetryfromthesoul #amwriting #illogicalpoemworld #wordswithqueens #runawaywriters #poetrytribe #globalpoetrycult #bymepoetry #theoracleschoice #writers_creed #madewords #packpoetry #instagood #poetrylife #youngwriter #poetrycorner #spilledink #poems #communityofpoetry #poetryisart https://www.instagram.com/p/BurZopIleIX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=n6nfzeyen01