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  • iamryhme
    20.04.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Monday warm up

    I stay thoughtful in the solitude of this space I have created.

    I observe all that's going on around me and react to it in my own way.

    For the first time in my life I don't feel obligated to carry any load that's not meant for me.

    I've achieved seriniry.

    I love the new me.

    I'm feel like a turning leaf changing and evolving. I can firmly planted or move in any direction the wind blows me.

    I now have a true appreciation for the journey.

    I love what life's showing me.

    #Monday warm up #iamrhyme. #hallzie#poet#poetry blogger #spoken word arist #follow me#DM me #these are my lryical thoughts
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  • forrealthepoet
    20.04.2021 - 2 hours ago

    The Soul Cafe Let's Chill @Epiphany Radi0

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  • thegrandwilde
    20.04.2021 - 3 hours ago

    the way I have 0 tits in the first shot Hello

    #aberdeen spoken word
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  • jdaviswords
    20.04.2021 - 4 hours ago

    Unlimited Miles

    I wonder by now

    if there's a voice

    to a page

    ...the never ending ramble

    for over a decade

    I've come to this place

    of acceptance

    where I can erase

    agitation

    create destinations

    as I travel along

    a mindful vacation

    I wouldn't waste this

    moment for the chance

    of embracement

    doubling down

    a solidified statement

    to come toe to toe

    and become faced with

    the opportunities

    that were daydreams

    in previous ages

    A lioness

    on the prowl

    is mostly patient

    learned from life's lessons

    instinctual drive

    frames this

    picture

    I whispered

    manifested ideas

    to myself

    as I gazed myself

    beyond myself

    in the mirror

    I felt destined

    to connect

    with myself

    ...a reality meltin

    between dimensions

    I must have dimentia

    to suggesta

    fiesta during

    a cold winter

    withoutta

    siesta first

    I mainly just blurt

    out some stuff

    for what it's worth

    Buffalo Springfield

    better takem

    to church

    I played with the story

    of a Virgin's birth

    enough to know

    it was created

    but I wouldn't blame it

    on theories proclaimed

    previously

    but rather on those descendents

    who blindfully accepting

    history

    In an enigma

    synonym mystery

    things get muddy

    before there is clarity

    ...but ya see

    piece by piece

    it comes together naturally

    ...casually

    I'm allowed to be myself

    unapologetically

    #words#writing#poetry#thoughts#spoken poetry#written word#slam poetry#button poetry #writers of tumblr #poets of tumblr #write for the sake of writing #creative writing#life#word play #late night writing #patience
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  • poemsonmars
    19.04.2021 - 8 hours ago

    everyone tells me that

    i will find love again

    and it will not end with her.

    but how could it not end with her

    when she is the reason it began?

    let me have my grief.

    this is the only thing

    that makes sense.

    this is the only thing

    that feels right.

    this is the only thing

    that i have left of her.

    -mars

    #4/18/2021 #mars.poetry #my poetry#original poetry#poetry #poetry and prose #prose#my poem#original poem#short poem#spoken word#sad poem#sad poetry #break up poem #break up poetry #poetry about heartbreak #the ones about heartbreak #sad love poem #lesbain poem#lesbian poetry#wlw poem#wlw poetry#lgbt poetry #poem of the day #tw grief
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  • cherry-truth
    19.04.2021 - 8 hours ago

    Time and time again, I thought I found love

    And when I’m wrong, I find myself questioning the man above

    My love is pure and I’m so loyal

    Why can’t I find someone to treat my heart royal?

    I give up, I don’t want it anymore

    How many times do I pick my heart up off the floor?

    I’m tired of crying

    Little by little, my love is dying

    Tired of broken hearts, so I’m closing that door

    I’ve had enough, love don’t live here no more.

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  • poemsonmars
    19.04.2021 - 9 hours ago

    and years later,

    there is still something

    familiarly comforting

    about going to bed

    hungry.

    -mars

    #2/11/2021 #mars.poetry #my poetry#original poetry #poetry and prose #poetry#prose#my poem#original poem#short poem#spoken word#sad poem#sad poetry#lgbt poem#lgbt poetry #poetry about mental illness #mental health matters #mental health awareness #poetry about mental health #the ones about mental health #tw ed#tw ednos #tw disordered eating #poem of the day #poetry community #tw mental illness #wlw poetry#wlw poem#lesbian poetry#lesbian poem
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  • arcassin21
    19.04.2021 - 9 hours ago

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  • rustbeltjessie
    19.04.2021 - 12 hours ago
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  • dustedmagazine
    19.04.2021 - 13 hours ago

    Lost Girls — Menneskekollektivet (Smalltown Supersound)

    Photo by Lasse Marhaug

    Menneskekollektivet by Lost Girls

    “In the beginning, there is no word, and no 'I'. In the beginning, there is sound. In the beginning, we create with our mouths.” 

    Thus begins Menneskekollektivet (Human Collective) the debut of Lost Girls, a duo of Norwegian novelist/singer Jenny Hval and longtime collaborator multi-instrumentalist Håvard Volden. The result is a dance record backing a series of ontological musings during which, in words spoken and sung, Hval interrogates the nature of language, meaning, performance and reality over Volden’s blend of beats and Factory Records atmospherics. There’s a rough, unpolished quality to the record that feels deliberate as if Hval felt compelled to get the words out, Volden to make the sounds, before inspiration slipped away. Everything feels like it’s in a continuous state of becoming, that each moment, each slip, each aside matters. Like the social contract, each step is to be negotiated; change and atrophy are to be acknowledged, borders are in flux but closing them addresses neither effect nor underlying cause.

    Hval is a thoughtful interlocutor unafraid to think aloud in her quest to express her thoughts, to herself as much as to the audience. The title track is an extended meditation on the purity of sound as connective tissue —  “We exist and sound hugs our bodies” —  and the ways ego distorts meaning and words get in the way of understanding. Beneath this Volden builds from low drones to New Orderish bass chords and house beats as Hval shifts from spoken word to song demonstrating her thesis that performance is collective expression, one sings and listens to be heard, recognized, acknowledged. As Hval says “for me selflessness has a lot to do with singing, just saying it’s a selfless act, or at least potentially a selfless act, singing could, should be about compassion.” 

    Lost Girls use lyrical and musical repetition within and between tracks to pick at these ideas, Hval switches between the (spoken) thought and (sung) act as Volden creates a gothic atmosphere of brooding synths, Martin Hannett like electronic drums and swooning ecstatic beats, sometimes thumping from the basement, sometimes in the room with you.  Their attempt to weld the cerebral and physical is not always smooth but part of the attraction is to sit in on a work in progress, to hear the musicians grasping at handholds and swinging for the next ledge, fearless in the vulnerability of thought and action.

    Andrew Forell

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  • awkwardlypoetic
    19.04.2021 - 15 hours ago

    The more I spent time with you,

    The more I feel myself opening up.

    That terrifies me more than anything.

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  • voncloud
    19.04.2021 - 19 hours ago

    Project +

    (Spoken Word) Use earphones. https://originaldante.files.wordpress.com/2021/04/project-.wav You can find more of my Spoken Word here – O.D. ©2021 Art by:  escume Instrumentals: Matt Large

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  • allmusicradio
    19.04.2021 - 19 hours ago

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  • sleepystarlette
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    seeing him slip his many silver rings back on, over his chipped nail polish then making the sign of the cross when he thinks no one's watching; the strong, beautiful lines of his face and hands; the look he has when he's intently focused; his arms around me and the comfort they provide...

    whatever gods created him truly have an artist's touch

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  • sleepystarlette
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    I love him so much but there really isn't anything I can do about it

    yet

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  • poetdreamerfool
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    2021 Freestyle series #11 - this peace of mine ✊🏿👊🏿 ⏩✌🏿☮

    lyrics:

    earthy garbs smell like pine time after time I color outside these lines; I sing along even if I don’t know the words--

    herb like verbs; tugging at shadows rat racing all the other cattle heading north power be to the big dipper leap then look I’m a point clicker move fast think quicker life’s a bitch but still its boom chica wow wow I’ll never kowtow my punchlines a 2 piece and a biscuit followed by a roundhouse yeah I kick it born a misfit raised on Jemima and Bisquick even if its a 1% chance I still risk it all the issues you can list it black Samson nigga

    the weight? I just lift it I'm a gifted uplifted like a black panther’s fist is listless pay attention you might this poetry-- go in peace stateside but my mind heart and soul is overseas I understand that most things are over me but I’ll still win the game 2 seconds left down 3 with capping referees you ain’t gotta take my word for it you’ll see we had a black president before a black host on jeopardy cops are the daily double what the fuck is stressing me? whatever doesn’t kill me is a test to me you’ll never get the best me you wiley coyote over a cliff I'm the roadrunner this smoke cloud could be my speed or a spliff Am I the necromancer or the skeleton? as I ponder my need for rebellion we all prisoners but at times it's hard to see the cell we in for me, it's my melanin but I’ll kiss my skin and love my bones it ain’t Stockholms I disregard the looking glass self cause that shit kaleidoscopic baggie full of something tropic dodging the myopic ironically I’m cyclops with my optics while my mental is like mosh pit still, I can jab step the toxic and pump fake the caustic cause I spent my life as a hen in a house with foxes black in America behind enemy lines in a system of intrinsically racist design still, i shine there's a difference between inner peace and peace of mind and I don’t feel that til I get on these tracks and give you a piece of mine

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  • alyssamemmo
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    And maybe I just moved out of the south when the country just felt like a memory than a place to lay a future.

    AMM

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  • gardenforcas
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    I know everyone’s enjoying it, but today was a particularly big win for the garden-for-Cas-girls community. 

    #high-fiving sarah cilla and k #among others i'm sure i'm forgetting #🍃🌼🌱 #dean came to a meadow and gave cas a place to rest among the flowers #he knew that's what he would want #and when he returned he had a soft awakening #to the sound of a brook #the birds #and bees dancing among the flowers surrounding him #the sun on his face and the feeling of love that he didn't know then was the echo of every word dean had spoken there to him
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  • cherryredlips
    19.04.2021 - 1 day ago

    The Curse Of Nine Diamonds

    In this poem I look at the hidden side of British unionism. The side that their political representatives would sooner you didn’t know existed and say why sectarianism is the union’s scarlet shame. This started imeadiately after the redcoats victory at Culloden under Butcher Billy Cumberland who wrote the inscription Kill All Scots on a playing card that card was the nine of diamonds. This card…

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