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Thanks For Reading!
Thanks for Reading!
Hello, hello!
Today my blog reached 50 followers! This is (very) exciting for me, and I wanted to thank you all for taking the time to read my poems and choosing to stick around for more. (Special thanks to @poetryportal and @writerscreed for the reblogs and mentions, which helped me in reaching a larger audience!)
To celebrate, I posted three poems. I hope that you like them! Also, my asks are open (but I prefer obscure asks if it's something about me)!
I'll keep writing, and I hope that you'll keep reading!
Thanks again!
j.p
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More Posts from Groundcontrolpoetry
Poem: Unspoken Lines #5
A Haiku // The One about Your Eyes
“I like you best as
You are tonight, eyes glowing
Like the stars above”
j.p
Poem: Thunder
A Haiku
Rumble and roll are
Words we use to try to calm
The sky as it screams.
j.p
Poem: Moving Mountains
You said you’d move mountains for me
Because you thought it was what I wanted to hear –
But I didn’t need you to fix my problems,
As you were so keen to try to do;
You were becoming a mountain blocking my path,
And all I wanted was for you to move.
j.p
Poem: Cotton Candy
I’ll dream of you
In navy blue
Like you wore on that late spring night
When the festival light
Of fireworks bright
Was reflected back by your wide eyes.
I’ll sing to you of the world as I knew it
Amid the neon boom
That pounded in my ears.
It was the same night that I knew I loved you,
Cotton candy caught in my curls
Like the woven thread
Of my fingers intertwined with yours,
When I stood close enough to you
That I thought I could hear
The navy blue neon boom
Of your heartbeat matching mine.
j.p
Poem: Bouquet
I’ll sow the seeds of love
And treat them tenderly
In hopes that flowers
Of affection will bloom
In your heart someday,
And that you’ll feel inclined
To gather them into a bouquet
That makes you think of me.
j.p