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Wait, a Tumblr dedicated to the Big90s music and ladies and we haven’t posted a pic of Pam?! Madness! Thanks to mik0498, who writes: “a young pamela anderson. so pretty.” You are a poet, madam.
Our first performer this week is a newcomer, a poet. This lovely lady does yet not have a Tumblr, but she certainly knows what she wants and she is not afraid to ask for it. Please give a warm Library round of applause to… Adriane Prosser I Want
asylum-art: _NSFW_ Ren Hang: Anatomy of the image Artist on Tumblr The revelation of early 2014, Ren Hang is a provocative young Chinese “photographer and poet” who explores the possibilities of the body with an uninhibited body and a playful,
FFF 2018: “Window Horses” (and Conclusive Thoughts)“Come to Beautiful Iran! We have the tombs of many poets!”—SUPPORT MADHOG ON PATREON: http://www.patreon.com/MadhogTUMBLR: http://www.teamyume.tumblr.comFACEBOOK: https://www
noirega: theblueessence: the-god-poet: beautymeetsbooty: http://beautymeetsbooty.tumblr.com/ “International Player’s Anthem (I Choose You)”(feat. Outkast) My absolute favorite verse of all time. Definitely one of my favorite songs period
ramandjafari: “Name yoursons afteryour sins.”This is the first piece of a collaborative series between the six word poet atoungewithbutsixwords and myself.Make sure to follow atwb6w on tumblr and allow yourself be touched by the beautiful poems you
Some of these tumblr poets hit y'all with stream of consciousness bullshit with sloppy enjambments and you eat it up.
artchipel: Tumblr Artist Coline Termash | maculalutea (b.1955, France) - Cratis ²3 Poet-photographer Coline Termash’s work is rooted in the combination of two possibilities: one is here, the present, and the other, sublime and tense: “I live the
rudyvitkauskas: “the poet is ever watchful. an insomniac. restless, unable to sleep, witnessing the night…” — hijjab imtiaz, from ‘the sleep of the bulbul’. https://www.instagram.com/p/BpUr4i2lmHc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b0brxygqveja
ramandjafari: “What doesn’tkill us,will eventually”-atwb6wThis is the fourth piece of a collaborative series between the six word poet atoungewithbutsixwords and myself.Make sure to follow atwb6w on tumblr and allow yourself to be touched
hereunoia: If the boy who draws let’s you look over his shoulder. If the poet smiles and shows you her words. If the girl who sings for the shower only, hums a song in front of you. Know that you’re no longer a person but the air and dust that
shadow-of-a-whisper: danganronping: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. the poem is by merrill glass and this is the source for the art!! *ugly sobbing*
onceadoring: akikohime: Resume by Dorothy Parker Great advice from one of my favorite poets. Told you it isn’t just a quote from Girl, Interrupted.
vintageblackglamour: Maya Angelou doing a little reading in her dressing room before her performance at the Village Vanguard in New York City. Long before she was a poet and writer and the icon we know today, Dr. Angelou was a dancer and singer of folk
daddyslittlekhaleesi: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. First of all, WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT?
hedonistpoetbyhira:May you be lucky enough to have a best friend who is also the love of your life.- Hedonist Poet
macrolit:“I wish I could show you, When you are lonely or in darkness, The astonishing light Of your own being.” — Hafez (poet), 1315-1390
seemoreandmore:“Autumn approaches and the heart begins to dream.” — Bashō, from The Sound of Water: Haiku by Bashō, Buson, Issa, and Other Poets
-dreamingwithabrokenheart: findinglucca: If the boy who draws let’s you look over his shoulder. If the poet smiles and shows you her words. If the girl who sings for the shower only, hums a song in front of you. Know that you’re no longer a person
addicted2implants: perks-of-being-a-poet: Sheyla Hershey’s 38KKK breasts! [honestly not that appealing. she could kill someone with those xD] But yeah @uniquepanda they are pretty huge xD I love how obsessed she is with her tits!
did-you-kno: When asked about the many people who question the meaning of Queen’s ‘Bohemian Rhapsody,’ Freddie Mercury said, ‘F— them, darling… I’ll say no more than what any decent poet would tell you if you dared ask him to analyze
20aliens: The site of reversible destiny The Reversible Destiny Foundation is an artists-architects-poets group formed by Madeline Gins and Arakawa. The Foundation’s work concerns the body, its simultaneously specific and non-specific relation to its
Hauntings Of A Female Poet
staypozitive: forever-poet-marked: Just got them, I’m in love :3 We’ve joined with DarynBerry to bring you a new kind of stickers. Our purpose for this collection is that you would stick them random places, give them to people you know who
k-epiphany: me: wants to be multilingual, a musical prodigy, an artist, an author, a poet, an honour student, working in a well-paying job, successful and happy me: sits on my couch eating three(3) party-sized bags of salt and vinegar potato chips and
grey-life-of-poets: Не можеш да очакваш хората да те взимат насериозно, ако пишеш “незнам“ слято. Съжалявам.
grey-life-of-poets: Щастие е, когато се събудиш със сутрешна ерекция и до теб има човек, с когото да я оползотвориш.
grey-life-of-poets: Да ви разубедя явно няма да успея, затова направо минавам към псувни.
grey-life-of-poets: В тоя живот да не ти пука е много велика сила.
grey-life-of-poets: “- Упадъкът ме привлича повече. - Какво ще кажеш за изкуството? - То е болест. - А любовта? - Илюзия. - А религията? - Моден заместител
zimas: Dead Poets Society (1989) “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these
grey-life-of-poets: Слушайте сега. Не е класи да си напомпан боди билдър, носещ ризи и вратовръзки и в същото време да пишеш “не знам” слято. Не е класи
grey-life-of-poets: Истината е, че не минава и ден без да мисля за теб. Ама се правя на идиот.
divak-s-traktor: grey-life-of-poets: “Акъла не е кур, че да ти го набият.” И за това като нямаш акъл ти набиват кура… хуххаха Ahahhahah
poems-and-word: “Heard ten thousand whispering and nobody listening. Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughing. Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter.” — Bob Dylan, A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall (via music-and-quotes)
sylops: “At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.”
itshook: Literature Meme ∙ [1/6] Prose Writers ∙ J. R. R. Tolkien John Ronald Reuel Tolkien, (1892 - 1973) was an English writer, poet, philogist, and university profesor, best known as the author of the high fantasy works The Hobbit, The Lord
neural-pathways-of-a-poet: jiqqler: generally I love raccoons but this looks like an enemy from a Souls game @consistent-lines
talkaboutourbigplans: “One male poet approached me after a performance and said, "I don’t mean to be rude, but do you ever write about anything other than the struggles of women?” I replied, “I don’t mean to be rude, but take
motherofavatars: New character descriptions from Nick! {x} Zaheer: This dangerous warrior-poet is the master of mind, body, and spirit. Now that he’s an Airbender, Zaheer is an even bigger threat to the Avatar. Ghazan: Ghazan is a powerful Earthbender
standwithpalestine: Palestinian poet and activist Rafeef Ziadah wrote this poem — “Shades of Anger” — after a man kicked her in the guts and said “You deserve to be raped before you have your terrorist children.”
oaluz: Usually we imagine that true love will be intensely pleasurable and romantic, full of love and light. In truth, true love is all about work. The poet Rainer Maria Rilke wisely observed: “Like so much else, people have also misunderstood the
transientrandom: anastasia • the poets at the gates of the city
hedonistpoet: We were different shades of darkI was the dark at midnight Lost and in love with the night You were early morning dark Waiting for the sun and seeking light - Hedonist Poet