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notnumbersix: It appears Dr. Seuss likes to give a good spanking as well! Here’s to spank week! 😊nns says: thank you, anonymous person! Our spank week poem has arrived!
Professor said making poems is like dancing in shackles. I’m not sure if this is what he meant.@ashleylanexxx
‘zander and I were reading this and both thought, “Wow, replace ‘Sir’ with ‘Daddy” and you capture our lives perfectly…it almost reads like a poem. Waiting in my bedroom by @sirdomsubmaleNo matter how many times, it’s always the
housewifesecrets: If my man wrote me poems like this I wouldn’t say no to anything
(S) I like this poem! Makes me want to ride your face!
visual-poetry: »bye« by anatol knotek animated version, from my »anachronism« book (unique, handmade chapbook, 16 poems, DIN A6, with sewn bindings;) [if you like to buy the book, please contact me on tumblr or via email: anatol(at)anatol(dot)cc]
ickyyy: this has been my favourite poem since i was like 10
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‘An Optical Poem’ - an animated film, created by Oskar Fischinger, to explore what a visual exploration of sound might look like.
misdone: xitrus: tropicaloceans: waaaavvvvees: s-ukino: lrrationality: new favourite poem. this is so powerful. this is so beautiful. omg I love this so much why cant i write like this im crying perfect
Happy Valentine’s you guys!!! Thank you for all the sweet messages the drawings the writing the submissions so much love I felt like a dick for not doing anything so please have this drawing because i cannot be smart and witty and write poems.
I wrote this poem about a year ago . My friend isaac really liked it . But I never really got to finish it.
she-dropped-her-fake-smile: Again, I am an under average teen who likes to write silly poems so ya.
mocucumo: OC Dakari Meditation Commission. When you’re in a stressful day, just strip naked and meditate lol (hey it sounds like a poem
goodgoodbyebye: It’s the “future me” -day and I rather went back to the old days and attached a paintbrush on my hat and (tried to be) dressed like the beat generation in the 50’s. Too bad I couldn’t find my Howl-poem book or a better shirt
loviely:“I can’t remember what your voices sounded like but oh god, oh god, I remember how I felt." Part 1 / 1 - Small Poems About Boys Who No Longer Think Of Me Takes me back to where I left off
hell-equal-life: Oh yeah because suicidal friends deserves to be in the fucking past yeah wow this poem is bulshit k It’s about people you love,that have hurt you. Like your ex or a friend who turned on you…those people are in the past.
higher07: Here are the 10 most beautiful women on earth! And here is a poem that describes the most beautiful women: Like the first rays of the sunYour gentleness me out of my sleepThe exquisite view of your faceLead me in a soft travelThe first languo
sexualitea: sexxxisbeautiful: sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so tie me up and hold me down and show me that you like me. Amazing photo. Amazing poem. Heee hehehehe.
yourblowjobprincess: Splash, A Princess Poem Let my delicate skin feel its hot splash, as you tense and quiver and thrust. Let me bathe in the evidence of your lust, as you growl and groan and grunt. Like an animal marking its territory, erupt.
isthatchester: DIS IS A POEM ABOUT THICKYONCÉ HER LEGS THICK AF AS USUAL BUT THICKAAAH DEN NORMAL. TITTIES BIG AS SHIT LOOKING LIKE SANDBAGS OF GLITTER AND MILK. CALL DAT UNICORN MILK. A LITTLE STOMACH PUDGE FOR THE CULTURE AND HAIR LIKE RINGLETS
billymonday: Touch the Wind (2013) Como mi poema, eres tu, eres tuComo una guitarra en la nocheTodo mi horizonte eres tu, eres tuAsi, asi, eres tu Like a poem, you are, you areLike a guitar in the nightMy whole horizon, you are, you areLike that, like
Well I did it. I wrote my cover letter to send to a publisher. They asked for 10 poems in a submission but I can’t help but feel like I’ve picked only my best 10, like the rest are going to be a letdown. I’m going to print them out today
ileftmyheartinwesteros: Well I did it. I wrote my cover letter to send to a publisher. They asked for 10 poems in a submission but I can’t help but feel like I’ve picked only my best 10, like the rest are going to be a letdown. I’m going to print
cuteys: okghost: ladyduffney: okghost: you wrote me 56 letters in the month of october You wrote me one letter in the month of november And that was enough to save me i like this comment a lot wow it sounds like a poem
seashellronan:godddd that trend of having like a quote from a poem and then a lyric from a song and something from a book or movie all with a connected idea and theme make me go absolutely insane like we’re all just fucking humans trying to put words
oversubtle: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective, “he”
watchoutforintellect: “…and pressed against me like a great god and we bent together like two lonely swans.” — Anne Sexton - from “How We Danced” in The Complete Poems
salemwitchtrials: [image description: a quote from Selected Poems by Margaret Atwood.‘How can I teach her some way of being human that won’t destroy her? I would like to tell her, Loveis enough, I would like to say, Find shelter in another skin.’]
Dudes are so annoying during sex like you want me to do poem shit when you have regular dick...you want me to bounce I promise you don't have enough dick for me to hop too much. Wanna Fuck me on a wall?! Your dick is going to fall out! Like stop getting
redmod613: star-eaters: aroboros: butchfraggle: butchfraggle: i cant stop thinking abt the two headed calf poem like ;-; i feel like a two headed calf psychologist no i will not explain Two headed calf moodboard #reblogging agaim just
heapings: intractably: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective,
raylenelailee: I hate when my bitches be coming home looking like fairy tales… My bitches come home looking like epic poems!
thebutchriarchy: Marie Howe, MAGDALENE: THE ADDICT, from “Magdalene: Poems” [”I liked Hell, I liked to go there alone relieved to lie in the wreckage, ruined, physically undone. The worst had happened. What else could hurt me then? I thought
sourest: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective, “he”
intractably: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective, “he”
knite-you: “Not everyone can feel things as deeply as you. Most people, their feelings are … bland, tasteless. They’ll never understand what it’s like to read a poem and feel almost like they’re flying, or to see a bleeding fish and feel grief
angelsymbol:im gonna be real with you for a sec. love is real and there is nothing you can do about it
inkskinned: I have no idea how to tell you it’s bad again so i’ll just blurt it all out and it’ll sound like a poem and if i’m lucky maybe you’ll read it like a work of fiction and maybe you’ll never say anything about it ever again I just
thelovejournals: “Not everyone can feel things as deeply as you. Most people, their feelings are … bland, tasteless. They’ll never understand what it’s like to read a poem and feel almost like they’re flying, or to see a bleeding fish and feel
homewrecks: intractably: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective,
twcravings: (via CALA ROSE IS INDOORS (AND ALSO DISTRESSINGLY HOT)) Here is a short poem about Cala Rose and her lack of nits, and our nits: Cala Rose, We like your nose, And also like your skin. Your hair is nice, And free from lice, While ours has
sacredanalsex: The thrill of the ass, the joy of the hole inspires poems like these true prayers from the soul Butts fucked eternally, opened wide to the sky like gaping anal choirs of angels singing from on high The moans of the girl, so nubile and
dark–khaos: “Kiss me like you sip your coffee. Slowly. Carefully. Hum and let the warmth fill your belly. Caress me like I’m your last lifeline. And before you can pull away, go back for another because it was just that damn good.” — A poem
acridmatt: “Treat her body like a canvas and the sex like art” — a poem (via matthewnoir)