psyche-in-a-dress - Hello Poetry

i. poem to the girl with the empty house: chipped nails, grey sky, band-aids, garden that never blooms, scuffed shoe, pet cat, altars, broken mirror, summer dress, rose shampoo, half-read books, mint, prayers in the dark, seabird, afterimage, trinkets, candlelight ii. poem to the man enslaved by time: cold sea, old scars, chapped lips, cigarette, forest fire, hades himself, tears from woodsmoke, worn and old jacket, long fingers, tousled hair, city lights, diesel and pine, hands in pocket, clocks that stopped, razor burns, portals to nowhere, unfinished song iii. poem to the boy who learned how to pray: skin smells like sun, mountain, pilgrimage, empty fields, shrine, bath soap, footprints, steady hands, rough t-shirt, dirt, half-wishes, offerings, incense, forbidden, penitence, gritting teeth, sacrifice, motorbike exhaust, calloused heels, on the edge iv. poem to the girl who doesn't know when to leave: dream, nameless flowers, glare from the sun, prism colors, dragonfly, photo album, solstice, fresh laundry, candy store trips, smiles, wonder, helping hand, beach day, strawberry, creaking floorboards v. poem to the boy in the picture on the altar: sea through window, warm wind, autumn trees, memory, tired hands, laughter, scarf, Sunday morning, caramel, bus rides to nowhere, crumpled letters, paper cuts, last wish, seaglass, yellow, blade vi. poem to the girl caught in between: soft ghost, dust motes, tired eyes, chapstick, wind through hair, rain puddles, sea spray, glance, forest opening, tree shadows, perfume, frost and icicle, thin pale wrists, smoke, winter sunlight

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Jul 29, 2025

Jul 29, 2025 at 1:24 AM UTC

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i. poem to the girl with the empty house: chipped nails, grey sky, band-aids, garden that never blooms, scuffed shoe, pet cat, altars, broken mirror, summer dress, rose shampoo, half-read books, mint, prayers in the dark, seabird, afterimage, trinkets, candlelight ii. poem to the man enslaved by time: cold sea, old scars, chapped lips, cigarette, forest fire, hades himself, tears from woodsmoke, worn and old jacket, long fingers, tousled hair, city lights, diesel and pine, hands in pocket, clocks that stopped, razor burns, portals to nowhere, unfinished song iii. poem to the boy who learned how to pray: skin smells like sun, mountain, pilgrimage, empty fields, shrine, bath soap, footprints, steady hands, rough t-shirt, dirt, half-wishes, offerings, incense, forbidden, penitence, gritting teeth, sacrifice, motorbike exhaust, calloused heels, on the edge iv. poem to the girl who doesn't know when to leave: dream, nameless flowers, glare from the sun, prism colors, dragonfly, photo album, solstice, fresh laundry, candy store trips, smiles, wonder, helping hand, beach day, strawberry, creaking floorboards v. poem to the boy in the picture on the altar: sea through window, warm wind, autumn trees, memory, tired hands, laughter, scarf, Sunday morning, caramel, bus rides to nowhere, crumpled letters, paper cuts, last wish, seaglass, yellow, blade vi. poem to the girl caught in between: soft ghost, dust motes, tired eyes, chapstick, wind through hair, rain puddles, sea spray, glance, forest opening, tree shadows, perfume, frost and icicle, thin pale wrists, smoke, winter sunlight

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july belongs to you, and songbird. the wind won't stop whistling, shaking the trees amidst the aftermath of Night-storm. look, river-and-sea. we are all but caught in dream after dream, weaving parallel time- lines and fragments of our memories. see, i told you. it is what it is when i put the book down as you stare out into the woods through the ***** pane. i want you. i whisper breath- lessly. summer, but not quite. you see, believe me when i say. july belongs to you.

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Jun 14, 2023

Jun 14, 2023 at 2:50 AM UTC

mt. road summer

july belongs to you, and songbird. the wind won't stop whistling, shaking the trees amidst the aftermath of Night-storm. look, river-and-sea. we are all but caught in dream after dream, weaving parallel time- lines and fragments of our memories. see, i told you. it is what it is when i put the book down as you stare out into the woods through the ***** pane. i want you. i whisper breath- lessly. summer, but not quite. you see, believe me when i say. july belongs to you.

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Count red cars or the billion stars maybe count each silver charm on a silver chain Watch the night fall quietly onto town sleep a dreamy sleep dream a sleepy dream Chase the wind to wherever chase it in your own worn shoes Run away from the waves you've known since childhood that's all you've ever known Blow away the fluff from the silent dandelions blooming on the roadside to your home Wait for the rain to drop on roofs, hear it patter against your window Pass the time see the rusty trains speeding into rusty blurs into nowhere Do nothing on the benches in the station Catch someone's hat blown away by the wind maybe keep it as your own who knows, it could all be yours. To you, Girl by The Sea

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Sep 6, 2018

Sep 6, 2018 at 11:55 AM UTC

Dead Leaf

Count red cars or the billion stars maybe count each silver charm on a silver chain Watch the night fall quietly onto town sleep a dreamy sleep dream a sleepy dream Chase the wind to wherever chase it in your own worn shoes Run away from the waves you've known since childhood that's all you've ever known Blow away the fluff from the silent dandelions blooming on the roadside to your home Wait for the rain to drop on roofs, hear it patter against your window Pass the time see the rusty trains speeding into rusty blurs into nowhere Do nothing on the benches in the station Catch someone's hat blown away by the wind maybe keep it as your own who knows, it could all be yours. To you, Girl by The Sea

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i it's alright you can sit on the moon whenever you like you can fish for stars and comets you can put them in your pocket, if you want it's alright ii you can stay in their flowerbox if you want to no one will warn you no one will harm you they will not bloom without you it's alright iii you can swim in their fishbowl if you feel like it take it as your own little sea all the corals and fishes and mermaids and shells that sing and candy-coloured rocks are yours iv you can build a castle on the ocean floor Atlantis is yours it's alright v you can have all these things and be what you want to be it's alright it's all right.

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Aug 28, 2018

Aug 28, 2018 at 2:48 AM UTC

yung'gurl

i it's alright you can sit on the moon whenever you like you can fish for stars and comets you can put them in your pocket, if you want it's alright ii you can stay in their flowerbox if you want to no one will warn you no one will harm you they will not bloom without you it's alright iii you can swim in their fishbowl if you feel like it take it as your own little sea all the corals and fishes and mermaids and shells that sing and candy-coloured rocks are yours iv you can build a castle on the ocean floor Atlantis is yours it's alright v you can have all these things and be what you want to be it's alright it's all right.

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come and go between night and day be as free as you may break or crash, slowly creep awaken into deep blue sleep bloom and wither near the spring it's alright, the wind heard you sing rise and fall, colors you paint in chaos, stroked soft and faint bright and fair, deep and hollow all the time you need to borrow it will pass it will last no ruse, nothing but a Muse

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Aug 28, 2018

Aug 28, 2018 at 2:07 AM UTC

mUsE

come and go between night and day be as free as you may break or crash, slowly creep awaken into deep blue sleep bloom and wither near the spring it's alright, the wind heard you sing rise and fall, colors you paint in chaos, stroked soft and faint bright and fair, deep and hollow all the time you need to borrow it will pass it will last no ruse, nothing but a Muse

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Girls with beautiful eyes shouldn't die but that's the thing. we all fade away

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Aug 9, 2018

Aug 9, 2018 at 12:20 PM UTC

strawberrygirl_091797

Girls with beautiful eyes shouldn't die but that's the thing. we all fade away

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why shoot the cartoon bird why nip the buds why shoot the kids why trap the self-amused boy he goes to Church five times a day beat the bad dog bad bad dog with the blue collar the bad bad dog the big bad dog till he weeps watercolour praise the dog who picks up fragments of yourself as you walk dead dead dead very dead among your fellow zombies

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Aug 9, 2018

Aug 9, 2018 at 12:19 PM UTC

Darger's Gun

why shoot the cartoon bird why nip the buds why shoot the kids why trap the self-amused boy he goes to Church five times a day beat the bad dog bad bad dog with the blue collar the bad bad dog the big bad dog till he weeps watercolour praise the dog who picks up fragments of yourself as you walk dead dead dead very dead among your fellow zombies

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swim awayswim away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night caught in screens of black forest trees paper tyger burn the night swimaway swim away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night burn the woods burn the woods down burn it all but keep me alive keep me alive keep me alive i will eat the moss out of your sinews keep me a life living off of stardust and of mildew keep me keep me embers flicker embers flicker i will eat the ashes of your heart burn it all burn it all down don't let me fade away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night fill the sky fill the sky with glories from your lanterns burn the night burn the light paper tyger burning bright swim away swimaway

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Aug 8, 2018

Aug 8, 2018 at 3:34 AM UTC

gouldfish

swim awayswim away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night caught in screens of black forest trees paper tyger burn the night swimaway swim away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night burn the woods burn the woods down burn it all but keep me alive keep me alive keep me alive i will eat the moss out of your sinews keep me a life living off of stardust and of mildew keep me keep me embers flicker embers flicker i will eat the ashes of your heart burn it all burn it all down don't let me fade away paper tyger burning bright in the forests of the night fill the sky fill the sky with glories from your lanterns burn the night burn the light paper tyger burning bright swim away swimaway

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i want to be a cartoon fish i want to be a cartoon fish in a television sea someone raps on the black vacant glass no one, no one nobody i know at least that's what i see at least that is all i... beyond the static beyond the screen i want to be a cartoon fish

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Aug 7, 2018

Aug 7, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC

PETER GRIFFIN WILL GET HIS REVENGE ON QUAHOG

i want to be a cartoon fish i want to be a cartoon fish in a television sea someone raps on the black vacant glass no one, no one nobody i know at least that's what i see at least that is all i... beyond the static beyond the screen i want to be a cartoon fish

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wish upon a red paper plane on a dock by the river i pray to be a fish instead swimming endless and forever. --- wish upon the orange float glass on the old and crumbling jetty i pray to be a rotting tree feeling numb and dumb and dry—

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Aug 7, 2018

Aug 7, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC

birthday candles

wish upon a red paper plane on a dock by the river i pray to be a fish instead swimming endless and forever. --- wish upon the orange float glass on the old and crumbling jetty i pray to be a rotting tree feeling numb and dumb and dry—

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