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Writers Of Tumblr Poetry

Here are some Writers Of Tumblr poems on Commaful, including titles such as "Four Promises (2/4)."
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Four Promises (2/4)
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...

february 3, 2017 5:21PM
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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I have found myself in many situations wherein, I am idle and my mind is on absolutely nothing and everything; and suddenly you appear. Not your face or your name in bold letters but just the thought ...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...

Quick ego check (yep, stil...
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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Pratchett chats lead to leaden lens ringing crystal clear, [reference to a conversation last night about Terry P. and his driving anger. Lens to imply looking (in reader retrospect, hopefully] By g...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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Buttons buttons, I tap away Not realizing the moments I don’t tend to pay By queenconiption http://queenconiption.tumblr.com/post/161841150656/buttons-buttons-i-tap-away-not-realizing-the

hand holding
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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I’ve been thinking a lotabout hand holding,the vulnerability of it,and how it comparesto mushing mouths,grinding bodies,inserting, outserting. So naturally doesthe moment forkissing introduce itself,t...

Incredible Differences
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...

The cigarette
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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My father holds death in his grip. He clutches it By excruciatingly-mundane http://excruciatingly-mundane.tumblr.com/post/160742670076/the-cigarette

On Being A Tall Girl
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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I appear mainly femur,dressed sharply in pallid overcoatsto drive you mad.I am legs straight to the breast. I invite you all to follow my veins hungrily,as you would the road map you cannot read.Kindl...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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I once had a friend With a spark in her eyes By bandages-and-bleeding-hearts http://bandages-and-bleeding-hearts.tumblr.com/post/160759889423/i-once-had-a-friend-with-a-spark-in-her-eyes-a

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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If I be the needle And also the thread By wanderingworlds https://wanderingworlds.tumblr.com/post/161920241597/if-i-be-the-needle-and-also-the-thread-would-you

NaPoWriMo, Day 6
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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I. In the West, By ladyinthepines http://ladyinthepines.tumblr.com/post/159284755600/napowrimo-day-6

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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The circles beneath my eyes have become permanent. A deep purple, By dontpanic-itstash https://dontpanic-itstash.tumblr.com/post/164022957687/the-circles-beneath-my-eyes-have-become-permanent

What I fear the most
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
There is darkness all about us In every corner, in every window By mgreywood http://mgreywood.tumblr.com/post/159274800572/what-i-fear-the-most

What Time is It?
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
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Soulless? Possibly, By goodvibesjack http://goodvibesjack.tumblr.com/post/162497727153/what-time-is-it

to kiss a poet
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
such sweetness/ nectar, dripping honey/ my love/ my sun on the waves/ the heat of your breath/ the shine of foreveryou, close/ you, closer/ we combine/ our lips against tooth/ tongue on the roof of ou...

Great Love
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
As I stared out my window at the city rushing byI realized that I no longer feared another terrible goodbyeI have a grasp on what I need and I refuse to let it goI can’t seem to put it into words, yet...

Locket of Me
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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0
I am no fragile locketThere is no hiding me.Loud, obnoxiousCompletely filter free.No I won’t apologizeThere is no shaming meI’m free and pleasedI’ll be exactly who I’ll be. So it comes as no surpriseI...

Four Promises (2/4)
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
1
0
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*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...

february 3, 2017 5:21PM
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I have found myself in many situations wherein, I am idle and my mind is on absolutely nothing and everything; and suddenly you appear. Not your face or your name in bold letters but just the thought ...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...

Quick ego check (yep, stil...
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
Pratchett chats lead to leaden lens ringing crystal clear, [reference to a conversation last night about Terry P. and his driving anger. Lens to imply looking (in reader retrospect, hopefully] By g...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
Buttons buttons, I tap away Not realizing the moments I don’t tend to pay By queenconiption http://queenconiption.tumblr.com/post/161841150656/buttons-buttons-i-tap-away-not-realizing-the

hand holding
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I’ve been thinking a lotabout hand holding,the vulnerability of it,and how it comparesto mushing mouths,grinding bodies,inserting, outserting. So naturally doesthe moment forkissing introduce itself,t...

Incredible Differences
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...

The cigarette
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
My father holds death in his grip. He clutches it By excruciatingly-mundane http://excruciatingly-mundane.tumblr.com/post/160742670076/the-cigarette

On Being A Tall Girl
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I appear mainly femur,dressed sharply in pallid overcoatsto drive you mad.I am legs straight to the breast. I invite you all to follow my veins hungrily,as you would the road map you cannot read.Kindl...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I once had a friend With a spark in her eyes By bandages-and-bleeding-hearts http://bandages-and-bleeding-hearts.tumblr.com/post/160759889423/i-once-had-a-friend-with-a-spark-in-her-eyes-a

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
If I be the needle And also the thread By wanderingworlds https://wanderingworlds.tumblr.com/post/161920241597/if-i-be-the-needle-and-also-the-thread-would-you

NaPoWriMo, Day 6
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I. In the West, By ladyinthepines http://ladyinthepines.tumblr.com/post/159284755600/napowrimo-day-6

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
The circles beneath my eyes have become permanent. A deep purple, By dontpanic-itstash https://dontpanic-itstash.tumblr.com/post/164022957687/the-circles-beneath-my-eyes-have-become-permanent

What I fear the most
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
There is darkness all about us In every corner, in every window By mgreywood http://mgreywood.tumblr.com/post/159274800572/what-i-fear-the-most

What Time is It?
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
Soulless? Possibly, By goodvibesjack http://goodvibesjack.tumblr.com/post/162497727153/what-time-is-it

to kiss a poet
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
such sweetness/ nectar, dripping honey/ my love/ my sun on the waves/ the heat of your breath/ the shine of foreveryou, close/ you, closer/ we combine/ our lips against tooth/ tongue on the roof of ou...

Great Love
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
As I stared out my window at the city rushing byI realized that I no longer feared another terrible goodbyeI have a grasp on what I need and I refuse to let it goI can’t seem to put it into words, yet...

Locket of Me
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
I am no fragile locketThere is no hiding me.Loud, obnoxiousCompletely filter free.No I won’t apologizeThere is no shaming meI’m free and pleasedI’ll be exactly who I’ll be. So it comes as no surpriseI...