𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫 (n.)
The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
𝙰 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙'𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛...
🥇 1st place winner of @silver_nebula ‘s ‘August Poetry Conte...
Anyone ever had a stutter? 😆 My version of a Lament! I know it's late!
@commafultips
𝓘𝓯 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓯𝓸𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮
~@Aamii
CoMixed from @lostintheblue: https://commaful.com/play/lostintheblue/parker-my-lovepoet-wish-and-request/
Lodestar : A Star that leads or guides, especially in reference to the North Star.
...
An attempt at a "Lamentation" Check out the new account @Commafultips to learn more about what we are doing to help you create 👍
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖, 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟.’
First piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ‘ dedic...
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣— 𝕠’ 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.’
Second piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 �...
The fearful lives of food . . . if they were alive. (Somewhat related to Murder me, please.)
“So cherry be of thy rebirth by me, what thy trespassing’s stolen away.”
And I weep for the world In hopes that -
my tears can be rain upon the earth
Backstory: its about my brother that passed away 20 years ago.
He died on the same day he was born.
Shit luck eh?
𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫 (n.)
The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
𝙰 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙'𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛...
🥇 1st place winner of @silver_nebula ‘s ‘August Poetry Conte...
Anyone ever had a stutter? 😆 My version of a Lament! I know it's late!
@commafultips
𝓘𝓯 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓯𝓸𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮
~@Aamii
CoMixed from @lostintheblue: https://commaful.com/play/lostintheblue/parker-my-lovepoet-wish-and-request/
Lodestar : A Star that leads or guides, especially in reference to the North Star.
...
An attempt at a "Lamentation" Check out the new account @Commafultips to learn more about what we are doing to help you create 👍
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖, 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟.’
First piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ‘ dedic...
‘𝕄𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣— 𝕠’ 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.’
Second piece of the trilogy ‘𝔸 �...
The fearful lives of food . . . if they were alive. (Somewhat related to Murder me, please.)
“So cherry be of thy rebirth by me, what thy trespassing’s stolen away.”
And I weep for the world In hopes that -
my tears can be rain upon the earth
Backstory: its about my brother that passed away 20 years ago.
He died on the same day he was born.
Shit luck eh?