>>> a poem
To have that religious experience but not to believe in a divine entity, that’s a courageous aspiration, and one that shouldn’t be given up.
I appreciate that — thank you so much for reading!
Feast on boys, feast on art, either way, this poem was a beautiful feast for my soul. Even reading it quietly with my boy sleeping on my chest, I could hear your voice clearly in my mind, so beautifully woven into your writing.
honoured to have you feasting on these words!! and the imagery of you reading it with your boy sleeping on your chest was so tender <3 precious
I love this. And so beautifully read 🙏
Thank you so much my friend! 🥹
i could … quite honestly listen to you forever
sobbing dry heaving hugging you <333333
My favorite line:
"Someone spiked the punchline" 😂
Overall I like the way it sounds. It has a nice flow to it!
Hehehe, thank you so much, new friend! It was a fun challenge to include all of those prompts in a poem 😅
This line alone "invite my child self to the table and whisper: feast on art instead of boys" is its own genetic makeup for a rather amazing poem.
If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to borrow its likeness as a generator for a poem idea? I'll definitely be sure to link back to you.
I read the line and immediately gravitated to the title: Stop Sending Severed Ears to Wayward Lovers.
I know, a tad long, but it works. Definitely Van Gogh inspired.
I'd be so thrilled to see what you write from the idea here!! I really love that poem title - yes yes yes!!
Cool beans! I'll begin writing it soon as another creative spark ignites.
To have that religious experience but not to believe in a divine entity, that’s a courageous aspiration, and one that shouldn’t be given up.
I appreciate that — thank you so much for reading!
Feast on boys, feast on art, either way, this poem was a beautiful feast for my soul. Even reading it quietly with my boy sleeping on my chest, I could hear your voice clearly in my mind, so beautifully woven into your writing.
honoured to have you feasting on these words!! and the imagery of you reading it with your boy sleeping on your chest was so tender <3 precious
I love this. And so beautifully read 🙏
Thank you so much my friend! 🥹
i could … quite honestly listen to you forever
sobbing dry heaving hugging you <333333
My favorite line:
"Someone spiked the punchline" 😂
Overall I like the way it sounds. It has a nice flow to it!
Hehehe, thank you so much, new friend! It was a fun challenge to include all of those prompts in a poem 😅
This line alone "invite my child self to the table and whisper: feast on art instead of boys" is its own genetic makeup for a rather amazing poem.
If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to borrow its likeness as a generator for a poem idea? I'll definitely be sure to link back to you.
I read the line and immediately gravitated to the title: Stop Sending Severed Ears to Wayward Lovers.
I know, a tad long, but it works. Definitely Van Gogh inspired.
I'd be so thrilled to see what you write from the idea here!! I really love that poem title - yes yes yes!!
Cool beans! I'll begin writing it soon as another creative spark ignites.