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Zum vierten (oder war es zum fünften?) Mal beim Stellwerk Slam in Hamburg und zum zweiten Mal im Finale. Da freut der Tom sich aber und kann nun seelig lächelnd einschlafen.
Gute Nacht, ihr alle. ☺
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Ring around these roses
I got pockets full of poems
And it’s only for My poets
WILL ALL FALL DOWN....
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So I’m dropping off the deep end...
Meet me at the bottom, I might need a Vicodin
Never Bleeping shit out for your fucking convenience
You don’t like the way I preach?
Go to church until the the word finally seeps in
Indentions under my skin... FUCK....
Feening until I taste the blood of Jesus...YUCK....
Came out of the wood work
Now your dudes all butt hurt
Cause I’m tweaking with you and fucking like every other weekend
If Your baby boy crying?
Well then he must be fucking teething.....
Leaning till I feel your ceiling
Feeling myself for the shit I’ll be achieving
There ain’t no hidden meaning
I watch you feel yourself like a heathen, you a bad bitch, a demon....
I swear she gonna be the death of me
I don’t need no fucking jealousy
Bend her head back
and of course she lets me
It’s the only reason you see me smiling
Ashes, Ashes
Under ecstasy, and our passion
We all stay down relentlessly - Will All Fall Down - ©️2018
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I came to realize that it's not about life being hard, it's about moving forward. We make things harder for ourselves. Life keeps going, time doesn't wait for anyone. It's about letting things go and living in the present. Grief those from yesterday while smiling with those next to you today. 💭 I really hate the cold.

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if I had a minute left to live...
I would sit perfectly still
and feel everything.
I would let my mind go
blank, think of
nothing.
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I wouldn't say a word,
and then I'd be gone.
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this is how I
calm myself down.
I pretend I'm dying
alone.


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Gemineye - Penny 4 Your Thoughts


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❄️ Feed your soul
Or it’ll take its toll
In many forms of payment
If you shut off joy the dark depths of the earth rise up to envelope your psyche

Don’t deny the cost of its deathly frost
Freezing over your heart
Bitterness clings to your tongue
It seeps into the farthest reaches of your mind
Unless you turn your face to the sun

But, don’t toil for too long
Instead sing life’s sweet songs 📝
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Original photograph taken in New Mexico circa 2005. 💛🌄


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Don’t despise the journey just because it’s hard, it’s what defines you into who you are destined to become ✨
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Words by T.D.W


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This week’s prompt is
inspired by “Her Heart of Winter,” an Anthology
presented by
@herheartpoetry staff.
The prompt is a beautiful work of art by @akelmanart, available in the second slide.
As always, this is open
to your wonderful
collaborative interpretations
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Deadline: December 14
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Entre los gestos del mundo 
recibí el que me dan las puertas. 
En la luz yo las he visto 
o selladas o entreabiertas 
y volviendo sus espaldas 
del color de la vulpeja. ¿Por qué fue que las hicimos 
para ser sus prisioneras?
Del gran fruto de la casa 
son la cáscara avarienta. 
El fuego amigo que gozan 
a la ruta no lo prestan. 
Canto que adentro cantamos 
lo sofocan sus maderas 
y a su dicha no convidan 
como la granada abierta: ¡Sibilas llenas de polvo, 
nunca mozas, nacidas viejas!
Parecen tristes moluscos 
sin marea y sin arenas. 
Parecen, en lo ceñudo, 
la nube de la tormenta. 
A las sayas verticales 
de la Muerte se asemejan 
y yo las abro y las paso 
como la caña que tiembla. «¡No!», dicen a las mañanas 
aunque las bañen, las tiernas. 
Dicen «¡No!» al viento marino 
que en su frente palmotea 
y al olor de pinos nuevos 
que se viene por la Sierra. 
Y lo mismo que Casandra, 
no salvan aunque bien sepan: 
porque mi duro destino 
él también pasó mi puerta.
Cuando golpeo me turban 
igual que la vez primera. 
El seco dintel da luces 
como la espada despierta 
y los batientes se avivan 
en escapadas gacelas. 
Entro como quien levanta 
paño de cara encubierta, 
sin saber lo que me tiene 
mi casa de angosta almendra 
y pregunto si me aguarda 
mi salvación o mi pérdida.
Ya quiero irme y dejar 
el sobrehaz de la Tierra, 
el horizonte que acaba 
como un ciervo, de tristeza, 
y las puertas de los hombres 
selladas como cisternas. 
Por no voltear en la mano 
sus llaves de anguilas muertas 
y no oírles más el crótalo 
que me sigue la carrera.
Voy a cruzar sin gemido 
la última vez por ellas 
y a alejarme tan gloriosa 
como la esclava liberta, 
siguiendo el cardumen vivo 
de mis muertos que me llevan. 
No estarán allá rayados 
por cubo y cubo de puertas 
ni ofendidos por sus muros 
como el herido en sus vendas.
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