January 16, 2017

hope of a moment




sometimes there is the hope of a moment.
a moment when
with summer sweetness and dew on the blackberry bushes,
we are going to come into our true selves
no memory of the past
but with great love for the future.

sometimes there is the hope of a moment.
a moment when you are going to write it down
in black ink
because you want to remember forever
the day when everything changed.
not with fear of the breaking
but with expectation of the reckoning.

sometimes there is the hope of a moment.

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but i know right now, with as much surety as my childish heart can muster,
that mine is the story of a dead man.

there was a grave.
and a darkness.
and then the sweetest Voice in the whole Universe
calling out my name when my cold heart wouldn't give a murmur.

this is all i know:
i was dead
but now i live.
and I am standing outside in the sunshine, bandages wrapped around my silly face,
laughing.
ah death, where is thy sting?




why do i look so mad in these. what is wrong. am i okay. do i need a hug. ???
anyways sissy took them.
that was fun. 
okay bye.

18 comments:

  1. Lovely photos! What a beautiful background. And the whole feel of the photos is just so rustic and relaxing!
    (hehe, yes you do: *gives you a virtual hug*) :)
    I am in love with this piece by the way <3

    sophie xx
    lavender and blue
    the inkpot girl

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    1. CRYYYY. it's funny because the whole feel of the photo when you're in the photo was like stressful and sad because i yelled at this lady walking down the street thinking she was my friend but she was not my friend. and i was like *hides in the bushes*
      but thank you, and i will take that hug now. <3

      x

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  2. and. uhm. yeah............ *am sobbing*

    WHY CANT I WRITE POETRY LIKE YOU

    also the photos *nods* yup. *gives you a hug even tho you don't look angry* well...*shrugs* I guess a little? LOL still tho amazingness

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    1. DYING LAUGHING.

      you're a hero. thanks yo. and yes just admit that i look like i just saw someone steal the last piece of cheesecake. x

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  3. "i was dead
    but now i live"

    Oh goodness my heart <3 This was beyond beautiful and I'm getting serious writer envy right now, but it's fine, I'll get over it as long as you continue to write heartbreakingly beautiful poetry </3

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  4. you and your words are so, so lovely. <3

    - Aimee (To the Barricade!)

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  5. I will forever wish to be able to write with half of the beauty that you do. <3

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    1. i am going to put this in the part of my heart that keeps the best things i've heard. you're in good company there. <3

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  6. WHAT ARE WORDS TO EVEN COMMENT ON THIS. WOW. just everything. so profound. 'mine is the story of a dead man.' <3
    also you don't look angry, you look thoughtful and absolutely lovely. *sends hugs anyways b/c hugs are always good*

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    1. WHAT ARE WORDS IF YOU REALLY DON'T MEAN THEM WHEN YOU SAY THEM.
      WHAT ARE WORDS IF THEY'RE ONLY FOR GOOD TIMES THEN THAT'S ALL.

      i am sorry but i am also not very sorry. thank you. for these words and also for reminding me of that song.

      also crying because i love you. xx *sends hugs back becuz yes hugs are good* x

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  7. you are so pretty and so talented wahhh

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    1. wahhhhh thank you. this literally made me laugh. <3 <3

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  8. ADDY YES YES THE ELEGANCE OF THIS POST IS *snap snap* Honestly, you need to go and teach me your skills. Like, critique me because I swear my writing doesn't come up as profound as yours.

    xoxo Morning

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    1. CRITIQUE YOU NAH SON. you're gold baby. and thank you. *snap snaps all over yo* <3 xx

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be kind.

xx