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All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade
She is one of the Library’s most generous benefactors. She is smart, sensual and oh so sexy. She is… cindersk: The temptationThe teaseThat sly titillationThe torture The touchThat single fixationThe whisperThe sighThat complete captivationT
Book Stack Welcome to the latest chapter of Erotic Storybook Saturday! So far we have one short story queued. Beyond that the dais is clear and awaiting your presence. Just drop your story, reading, poem, selfie in the Library Submit box. Newcomers, pleas
bookshavepores: John Keats’ handwritten poem “Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes” written at Keswick on 28 June 1818 in a letter to George and Georgiana Keats. The poem reads: Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyesAnd sweet is the voice in its greeting.Wh
“ […] Light your eyes at the flame of the lusters! Kindle passion in the glances of churls! To me you’re all pleasure, morbid or petulant; Be what you will, black night, red dawn;There is no fiber in my whole trembling bodyThat does
If I find myself Hephaestion, I pray to the gods for mine Alexander. . Give me love, oh. Give me. Loneliness is a human condition. SLEEP is the heart pulsing in my head. It’s such a weird thing to know, that today’s pains are to be tomorrow’s
at the very least I should try to be coherent, to be whole but the wind has scattered my words and as leaves fall so does my will down, down and away from the root away from anything branches broken as synapses drift away away is the phrase to keep
Tom Phillips, Self Portrait in Silver (detail), 2004 “The words form a kind of self portrait in alliterative verse in the same metre as the anglo saxon poem Beowulf. The text is adapted from number XX in the series of paintings called Curriculum Vitae,
“Everything in my head went quiet. All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. Even in bed, I’m thinking: Did I lock the doors?
Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night To a house at an angle to my window A wholly imaginary house It is there that from one second to the next In the inviolate darkness I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurr
timbs-n-henny: refinery29: Watch 12-Year-Old Kanye West Perform His Original Poem About Martin Luther King, Jr.It’s absolutely clear this kid is going places! His poem is even better when you hear the way he recites it, even as a 12-year-old.Gifs:
northernvehemence: dynamiclunch replied to your photo: I keep seeing all these beautiful hair length swap… Until you embrace Aranea with all your heart you will never claim that title from Cetus beneath the waves. This is your quest, Ehnvea. Will
goddiva: The year is 2020. Robin Thicke’s ten year old son is writing a poem for school. Stumped, the child turns to his father, “Dad, what rhymes with ‘hug me’?” A single tear roles down Robin Thicke’s face as he is confronted with the one
metalgirlysolid: boomerbuzzard: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it Violets are Blue Michael Jackson sang Thriller
guante: “Remember: white supremacy is not a shark/ it’s the water.” A poem about challenging ourselves to have a deeper, more nuanced, more complete understanding of what we mean when we say the word “racist.” It’s bigger than just “people
conarcoin:conarcoin:THE MINECRAFT END POEM IS OFFICIALLY PUBLIC DOMAIN!!ALTView on Twitterand the universe said i love you, because you are love ❤️i genuinely feel like this is one of the most instantly recognizable and iconic pieces of modern poetry,
sirloin: “Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;Thy fate is the common fate of all,Into each life some rain must fall” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Ballads and Other Poems *Noah Russell photography
mortisia: “Nature is a haunted house - but Art - is a house that tries to be haunted.” ― Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems
icaruslamented:tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
grupaok: Glenn Ligon, Give us a Poem (Palindrome #2), 2007 “Glenn Ligon made this neon piece […] in 2007, and I saw it a little while back on the wall of the Studio Museum in Harlem, where it’s part of the permanent collection. The work is built
arsvitaest: “Mariana” Author: John Everett Millais (English, 1829-1896)Date: 1851Medium: Oil on panelLocation: TateMariana is a poem by Alfred Tennyson, published in 1830. The poem follows a common theme in much of Tennyson’s work—that
angelslant:tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
sabrebash: If you follow Selmers to the poetry society meeting in Night In The Woods, this is her poem. I loved it and the themes of the game, and wanted to use it as practice to see if i can control the way readers ‘hear’ the words through images.
yourroyalpenis: correctly: bipolarmasterpiece: johnnycakesswheatson: the boy who inspired this poem was in the audience. tell me this girl is not the bravest. “you just want me to be that girl, the girl who everyone wants to sleep with but
karenandthababes: manymerchbirds: youtube is red tumblr is blue the internet is great i’m gonna go read fanfiction #a poem that accurately summarizes my entire existence
somescrub: I like rocks, and my family. I like long walks on the beach, scanning for any caverns containing obsidian and other volcanic rock. Providing the beach is near a volcano which is nice because makes more rocks. I also write rock poems and run
ahipstercunt: ‘Poem with Lines’ by Pierre Reverdy Maybe the world will not be saved.It will not be saved. Its commerce, itsevery case alsomoves into its geologyand then that geology movesinto some great exit of slowingclocks and the history of
sinful-skin: ‘The Movement’ Being hyper is so much fun!All you do is jump and run!Scream so loud in joy and glee,and find everything funny which you see. Have fun fun fun!And run run run!Be happy whilst you can,Don’t be boring or be bland!
jeanjauthor: batneko: cinderella marries the prince and it’s… fine. The prince is great! They’re in love, he’s very sweet and passionate, writing her poems and songs, giving her anything she wants. The time she spends with her husband is great.
pandamani: In Thorin’s hand, is Poem number 7, it is not turning out well for him. This idea wouldn’t leave me alone. A part of the Bilbo is raised by dwarves verse.
Spencer Finch - 366, Emily Dickinson’s Miraculous Year (2009) This work is based on Emily Dickinson in 1862, when she wrote 366 poems in 365 days. It is a real-time memorial to that year, which burns for exactly one year. The sculpture is comprised
bookshavepores: bookshavepores: Mary Shelley’s handwritten poem “Absence”, on the death of her husband. The poem reads: Ah! he is gone – and I alone;How dark and dreary seems the time!‘Tis Thus, when the glad sun is flown,Night rushes o'er
lifeinpoetry: I want to stay on the back porch while the world tilts toward sleep, until what I love misses me, and calls me in. — Dorianne Laux, from “On the Back Porch,” Only As the Day Is Long: New and Selected Poems
dynastylnoire: revolutionarykoolaid: huffingtonpost: Poet Aja Monet Heartbreakingly Recalls The First Time She ‘Hated A Cop’Poet Aja Monet recalls the first time she “hated a cop” in her poem “The First Time,” which she performed at the
fuckyeahtattoos: My name is Jander Franco, and this is my ninth tattoo. Is Edgard Allan Poe, and the Raven is for a poem of the same name written by him. I got the raven on my veins cuz I was a heroin addict. In the poem the raven says “Nevermore”,
beyond-the-pale: From: Corvusfugit - The Hound of Heaven In 1893, English poet Francis Thompson published a poem called “The Hound of Heaven.” The work is an extended metaphor: as a hound pursues a hare in a hunt, so does God pursue the human
story-dj: Poems from my anthology, Could You Ever Live Without? The full book of over 80 of my poems is available here.
euo: Autumn is the Hardest Season (full series here)by Isa Gueye Documenting a relapse.Inspired by and title based on the poem “Photograph” by Andrea Gibson “Autumn is the hardest seasonThe leaves are all fallingAnd they’re falling like they’re
pardonmewhileipanic: buttonpoetry: Sabrina Benaim, from “Explaining My Depression to My Mother”Sabrina’s poem is making the rounds again! Support the artist, watch the full video here. bear days are the fucking worst
combatvet1358: thewolfawaits: Yes She is my poem….the poem that stirs my soul
thoodleoo: this is a conversation, or a poem of sorts, i suppose, that i imagined between sappho and a girl realizing that she loves another girl. it’s a bit of a personal project, i guess; all of sappho’s part in the conversation is taken from the
slipandslut: I think we should do a poem now, if that’s okay. This poem is a little bit sappy a little bit romantic, so we’ll get it out of the way now… Okay. It’s called I Fuck Sluts.
wickedclothes: Wicked Clothes presents: the ‘Fearful of the Night’ Shirt! “I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” Though commonly attributed to Galileo Galilei, this quote is actually from the poem The
10knotes: Wicked Clothes presents: the ‘Fearful of the Night’ Sweater! “I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” Though commonly attributed to Galileo Galilei, this quote is actually from the poem The Old
sarah531:In the film adaptation of Holes, the poem that Sam finishes for Kate is Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe. It fits… [The poem / The scene]
nymphyari: Recite a poem. Read the first page to one of your favorite books. Read the little blurb on the back of your shampoo bottle. Do a tongue-twister. Say something in a different language. Share an anecdote. Do the rains in Spain stay mainly
smilesforthepoor: collegehumor: Can anyone identify the central theme in this poem? a. All society cares about is money b. The world is poor and they need extra money c. Humor is the universal way to get shit done d. All of the above //
refiningfire: gayforsatan: deuxarabesques: my absolute favourite poem Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932 this is the poem that got me into poetry
thoodleoo: one of my favorite things about sappho 31 (the “he seems equal to the gods” poem) is how sappho describes herself as paler than grass when she looks at the girl she has a crush on like. the imagery of that stanza in general is beautiful
qrateful: ** please don’t remove this caption or self promote or change the source. comments & opinions are highly appreciated for support xx the title of this poem is ’ my red ribbons ’ . it’s about self harm. this is what my ‘red ribbons’
porcelainandposies: Now available on my Etsy! “You are a garden, a universe.” Link is on my page. Free with any purchase of this poem is your choice of another, just leave the title in the comment section when you check out. I hope you all find a
miss-average: Our Generation - Jordan Nichols [Elite Daily] You’ve probably seen this 14-year-old boy’s poem floating around the Internet, and if you haven’t yet, here it is! The first column is the poem read forwards, and the second column is
sentence-unstructured: The First of the 12 Steps in Addiction (to him). Poem is Mine. Photo is Not. Photo is from - http://connieleeann.tumblr.com/
staystrongloves1517: White is pure, clean and true Red is passion, I love you Deep scarlet is blood, the poems of your veins Glitter is a distraction, for those who play games Green is life, the earth outside Grey is shunned, it wants to hide
travelerschecks: featherumbrellas: lmfaoswed: m-ayflower: the last sentence :( Everything is perfect until the last sentence… I think i’ve got a million comments about the last sentence, but that’s the entire point to the poem. You fall in
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