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Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
3rd Apr 2025 2:36am
Vegan to her is Ketchup
Perfection sucks
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
Give me ripped pantyhose
A button missing
Slutty in places of worship
My women curse a lot
Have ink on their hands
Dime store nail polish
Bad attitude
Vegan to her is ketchup
Health is codeine cough syrup
Blow jobs are her currency
Black leather jacket ripped at the elbow
#CharlesBukowski
#confessional
#identity
#money
#porn
131 reads
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
30th Apr 2025 9:17pm
30th Apr 2025 9:17pm
Orphan of Ivory
She suckles from plastic,
not wrinkled flesh—
no heartbeat beneath the skin
of this quart-sized bottle,
no mother’s trusting nudge
to steady her trembling steps.
Her eyes,
the bluest brown,
still too young to carry
the weight of memory,
search for all
that will never return—
a shape, a scent,
a trumpet in the tall grass.
Wrapped in threadbare green,
she wears her raw grief
like a second hide—
dust-colored,
sun-cracked,
stitched by gunshot silence.
A warm keeper’s hand
now...
not wrinkled flesh—
no heartbeat beneath the skin
of this quart-sized bottle,
no mother’s trusting nudge
to steady her trembling steps.
Her eyes,
the bluest brown,
still too young to carry
the weight of memory,
search for all
that will never return—
a shape, a scent,
a trumpet in the tall grass.
Wrapped in threadbare green,
she wears her raw grief
like a second hide—
dust-colored,
sun-cracked,
stitched by gunshot silence.
A warm keeper’s hand
now...
#confessional
11 reads
4 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 12:39pm
12th Apr 2025 12:39pm
boundless
12 of 30
there is beauty found in a sense of belonging
so long as translation isn't...
...ownership
{unless that's the agreed upon dynamic}
I've never wanted to be a bauble in a vault
...locked away unseen
I'm a treasure to be proud of...
...even though I don't actually need...
...{or feel comfortable}
...being on display
...it's the thought...see?
to be clear...
it isn't even about safekeeping
no...it's so so much more than that...
bigger...freer...just more
a connection...a landing...
there is beauty found in a sense of belonging
so long as translation isn't...
...ownership
{unless that's the agreed upon dynamic}
I've never wanted to be a bauble in a vault
...locked away unseen
I'm a treasure to be proud of...
...even though I don't actually need...
...{or feel comfortable}
...being on display
...it's the thought...see?
to be clear...
it isn't even about safekeeping
no...it's so so much more than that...
bigger...freer...just more
a connection...a landing...
#confessional
#honesty
#love
150 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:03pm
1st Apr 2025 8:03pm
My apologies to you
#confessional
#murder
#wife
67 reads
10 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 12:49pm
2nd Apr 2025 12:49pm
teeter totter progress
2 of 30
right where I am
not this place
...but this me
where I stand...
...& sometimes slip...
constantly moving
through my unending evolution
it's a momentary station
a pause in the journey only
I both love & loathe it
wearing disappointment...
believing so few obstacles
have been conquered
{tunneled vision...}
beaming with pride...
at the realization
of how far I've actually progressed
{unearthed mirror of truth...}
I celebrate the victories ...
right where I am
not this place
...but this me
where I stand...
...& sometimes slip...
constantly moving
through my unending evolution
it's a momentary station
a pause in the journey only
I both love & loathe it
wearing disappointment...
believing so few obstacles
have been conquered
{tunneled vision...}
beaming with pride...
at the realization
of how far I've actually progressed
{unearthed mirror of truth...}
I celebrate the victories ...
#confessional
#determination
#PersonalGrowth
147 reads
8 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:05pm
Yesterday 12:05pm
endings become beginnings...
1) right where I am
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
#confessional
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#memories #MyInspiration
#memories #MyInspiration
63 reads
5 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 5:34pm
19th Apr 2025 5:34pm
drop it
19 of 30
I'm doing the best I can
but...
I'll be honest
I mistrust beauty
it's been too unkind to me
pretty smiles & lovely words
lack a certain depth
hollow...shallow
just empty props...
taken at face value
remove the glamour
...then let's talk
show me those scars
...makeup off
the gaping
the ugly
the raw
we all have them
I'm not interested in the mask
...impeccably detailed
I want the real
so drop the facade
attraction lives in vulnerability's...
I'm doing the best I can
but...
I'll be honest
I mistrust beauty
it's been too unkind to me
pretty smiles & lovely words
lack a certain depth
hollow...shallow
just empty props...
taken at face value
remove the glamour
...then let's talk
show me those scars
...makeup off
the gaping
the ugly
the raw
we all have them
I'm not interested in the mask
...impeccably detailed
I want the real
so drop the facade
attraction lives in vulnerability's...
#confessional
#honesty
#humankind
132 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 11:31pm
15th Apr 2025 11:31pm
A poem in bed
The sheets fold like paper,
soft against skin, heavy with dreams.
A book rests in open palms,
its spine breathing in the hush of midnight.
Words spill like ink across the quiet,
syllables curling into candlelight,
each line a bridge between waking
and the endless drift into thought.
The best poem waits in whispers,
threading itself through fingertips,
drawing the mind deeper
into the lull of imagined echoes.
The letters pulse, alive in their rhythm,
the room shrinking to...
soft against skin, heavy with dreams.
A book rests in open palms,
its spine breathing in the hush of midnight.
Words spill like ink across the quiet,
syllables curling into candlelight,
each line a bridge between waking
and the endless drift into thought.
The best poem waits in whispers,
threading itself through fingertips,
drawing the mind deeper
into the lull of imagined echoes.
The letters pulse, alive in their rhythm,
the room shrinking to...
#confessional
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#myself
#WritingPoetry
66 reads
8 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 9:33pm
3rd Apr 2025 9:33pm
short-lived fantasies
3 of 30
everything...
every imaginable uplifting
gifted to me in that moment of time
that's what it gave me
on a wild whim I entered
never expecting any kind of return
they all said it wouldn't happen
insistent my stature wasn't up to the challenge
{what's wrong with being petite?!}
but for the first time...
I followed my dream
a few simple photos
brief biography
stuffed in an envelope
addressed & sent
& the unthinkable occurred
I got the call
date set...
everything...
every imaginable uplifting
gifted to me in that moment of time
that's what it gave me
on a wild whim I entered
never expecting any kind of return
they all said it wouldn't happen
insistent my stature wasn't up to the challenge
{what's wrong with being petite?!}
but for the first time...
I followed my dream
a few simple photos
brief biography
stuffed in an envelope
addressed & sent
& the unthinkable occurred
I got the call
date set...
#acceptance
#confessional
#dreams #risk
#dreams #risk
127 reads
8 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 11:47am
25th Apr 2025 11:47am
my choice is my calling
25 of 30
eternally healing...
means more than you might think
at least it does to me
it's sharing & giving
with no recompense
& then returning within
restoring & tending to personal needs
I give them my eyes...my ears...
my shoulders...my hands
help lift the weight off their backs
I comfort...& move with compassion
offer support
deflect & calm emotional storms
I sit with them
listen
take on their troubles
& when all is settled
...their world steady...
eternally healing...
means more than you might think
at least it does to me
it's sharing & giving
with no recompense
& then returning within
restoring & tending to personal needs
I give them my eyes...my ears...
my shoulders...my hands
help lift the weight off their backs
I comfort...& move with compassion
offer support
deflect & calm emotional storms
I sit with them
listen
take on their troubles
& when all is settled
...their world steady...
#confessional
#emotional
#healing #SelfReflection
#healing #SelfReflection
111 reads
8 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 5:11pm
10th Apr 2025 5:11pm
unsung beauty of unwanted parts
10 of 30
don't let it be her breaking...
that's what I said
but...maybe...
I had it all wrong
what if it's all part of our making
how we learn...or not...
& what we take from our damage
what we do with it
hiding...or embracing
because I...
I fell...
with all the exuberance of youth
absolutely blind belief in the power of love
...thought it embodied something magical
as I swam in the seas of his eyes
not noticing how shallow they really were
or how their turbulence swallowed me up ...
don't let it be her breaking...
that's what I said
but...maybe...
I had it all wrong
what if it's all part of our making
how we learn...or not...
& what we take from our damage
what we do with it
hiding...or embracing
because I...
I fell...
with all the exuberance of youth
absolutely blind belief in the power of love
...thought it embodied something magical
as I swam in the seas of his eyes
not noticing how shallow they really were
or how their turbulence swallowed me up ...
#confessional
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
113 reads
6 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 12:51pm
7th Apr 2025 12:51pm
fighting the gag order
7 of 30
I am reminded...
of all the days I longed to run away
how funny is that
grown ass adult having fantasies of escape
find a little place on the side of a mountain
just me {& my cats}...
no cars or fights
or gunshots across the street
just the whispering rumors of wind
& gossipy titters of birds in the trees
nobody to notice if I remain mute
when the only person around is me
alternatively...
I could mouth off whenever I want
...who's going to protest
lately I've had this crazy idea...
I am reminded...
of all the days I longed to run away
how funny is that
grown ass adult having fantasies of escape
find a little place on the side of a mountain
just me {& my cats}...
no cars or fights
or gunshots across the street
just the whispering rumors of wind
& gossipy titters of birds in the trees
nobody to notice if I remain mute
when the only person around is me
alternatively...
I could mouth off whenever I want
...who's going to protest
lately I've had this crazy idea...
#confessional
#learning
#LifeStruggles
115 reads
8 Comments
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