Lover - poet - dreamer

I create beautiful things

[thepoetclaraember]

[thepoetclaraember]

Me, a writer, getting excited about the idea of killing off one of my characters to emotionally wreck my readers and make the future relationship in my book more poignant 🙃😏😁😈

Me, a writer, actually killing off one of my characters 🥺😥😫😭😭😭

[thepoetclaraember]

How do I make you understand when what I long for cannot be described in words? I long for the wild places of the earth where the spirits still dwell . I long to hear the ancient language. I long to look into the eyes of those who have explored the depths of themselves and returned with compassion and determination. I ache for places I have never been, for worlds I do not know exist, for souls I have never met.

[thepoetclaraember]

Does anyone else randomly burst into tears because you aren't part of an epic fantasy adventure where you have a group of quirky, loyal friends who would die for each other or are you normal?

[thepoetclaraember]

I am a romantic.

Love me through touch and experiences. Run your fingers through my hair, caress my jaw, my throat. Take me hiking under a full moon. Pick me up and take me to the seaside without telling me where we are going. Nap in the sun with me. Bring me coffee. Take me to used bookshops or kayaking down the river. Hold my hand as we watch the sun set over the river and let me lean my head against your shoulder.

Love me beautifully.

[thepoetclaraember]

Up again at 2am considering the things I heard were sins.

[thepoetclaraember]

I like to lie in smoke filled rooms

Where small fires sit tamed on tables and shelves

Where books, just tasted, stand in stacks

And papers, half-scribbled, lay scattered on every surface

I like to stain my fingertips with ink and my lips with dye

I like bright eyes alight with curiosity

I like soft blankets

Warm fireplaces

And warmer conversations held by moonlight

[thepoetclaraember]

Someone in one of my writing groups shared a kind of sad post about being a poet and I told them I felt it really deep.

He responded with, "It's okay. I'm here. I'm here."

And y'all, I'm so comfort starved right now, that his response made me almost cry.

[thepoetclaraember]

Deep sad

Cicada trees

The summer breeze makes me smile

But today it cannot soothe the ache in my chest

My best days spent wondering

Why

So many die

When we have so much

You clutch your pearls

I clutch my heart

I'm afraid it will be torn apart

By this pain

Rain falls from the sky

My eyes open and I cry

[thepoetclaraember]

Y'all, I just wanna take a minute and say, I abhor war and I abhor guns, and I just don't think that either one of those things is necessary for our survival as human beings at this point in our evolution.

We have more capital than we've ever had. The possibilities of our tech are damn near endless, including shit like automating security. The scale of global cooperation we could achieve at this point is just unprecedented.

Make a global agreement. Break down the militaries and make them much smaller. Arm them significantly less, and reallocate the money to education and innovation within the society.

This is literally a no lose situation.

We could have common space travel for fuck's sake. And global equity. We could allocate money to fund every single random person's dream and I bet if people's souls were well fed like that they'd overflow back into society.

Anyway. I just think if we spent less money on tools of violence and more money on tools of empowerment, we could build something awesome.

[philosophybits]

“It is important that we should never lose sight of this distinction. We must not confuse the peoples with their governments.”

— Thomas Paine, Rights of Man

[thepoetclaraember]

Please don't confuse me with my current government 😒

[thepoetclaraember]

I had an interesting moment just now.

I'm an American and I was reading an article about China closing the US consulate. This is a very bad sign. It has become obvious to me that there is a complex game at play between the Trump administration, Russia, and China. I've tried to figure out, but I really can't predict where it's going.

I noted how much bigger all of this was than me and acknowledged the vague sense of helplessness that seems to shadow me more days than not.

I closed the article. And got up to feed my dog. And remembered that a planner I customized will be coming in the mail soon. And got...excited.

Like. I'm living in a failing state whose leader is attempting a fascist takeover, but I'm fucking excited about my new planner.

Then I realized...this is humanity. Like. We have to hope, we just have to, that's how we work. No matter how bad it is, we have to hope it will get better. I think that's kind of cool.

[thepoetclaraember]

Hot baths in the summer heat. Leaving a trail of Epsom salt water across the house as the breeze from the open windows cools the droplets clinging to skin. Cicadas chirping louder every night, lightning bugs in my eyes, smoke on my breath. Summer nights spent contemplating life, death, and madness.

[thepoetclaraember]

Sometimes, we hold paws 🖤

[thepoetclaraember]

Sooo does this mean the cake is still a lie? 😂🍰

[thepoetclaraember]

[thepoetclaraember]

Red screen

Blue screen

Old screen

New screen

I scream

You scream

All at the doom machine