How to write poetry on Red Bubble / Great tips for new players
How to write poetry on Red Bubble / Great tips for new players
Today you will dream in Russian and wake with the smell of vanilla.
So it seems apt that Martin chose Pilgrim as his User name.
Treat this earth and all who dwell thereon with respect.
Written commandments set down in the 1800’s by top Red Indian chiefs for the benifit of all mankind.
She glissades along the hallway shedding a vermilion ribbons to reveal creamy curves of porcelain which reflect and embellish my brume de…
Let us never reach our potential, but let us try and try and try…
I smoulder when placed in front of windows
While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads are descended from cats / Mark Twain I don’t know how many girls you dated, man / But you ain’t lived ‘til you’ve had your tires rotated / By a redheaded woman / It takes a redheaded woman / To get a dirty job done Bruce Springsteen During the Spanish Inquisition flame colored hair was evidence that its owner had stolen the fire of hell and had to be burned as a witch Bees are thought to sting redheads more than others Redhaired people never can make good butter. The butter always has a slight tang about it / British superstition The red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest / Jonathan Swift in “Gulliver’s Travels” If you pass a redhead in the street you are to spit and turn around / Corsican superstition There was never a saint with red hair / Russian proverb Only two things are necessary to keep a redhead happy. One is to let her think she is having her own way, and the other is to let her have it / Unknown
Some girls just stick in your throat, and you can’t wash them down.
It’s so dark inside the wolf / Brothers Grimm When I moved home from Europe and unpacked my boxes, I found my red coat again Her red coat, really. I was nineteen the last time I’d worn it so I didn’t scowl at the loose button, or how it stretched across the bust. She was always much skinnier than me, after all, especially once the wolf came knocking. She’d told me she’d come back for it. It’s just that she didn’t have the money for him, and he was knocking soon, and she really, really needed him tonight. And I could take the coat as payment, if only I’d answer the knock for the both of us. She’d come back for it; of course she would. I keep the collar turned up when I wear it now, at 36. Sometimes, I don’t even feel the cold. But other times, I feel it in my bones.
For one red moment she thinks she might kick the door in.
Brigit (breo-aigit / breo-shaigit ) – “fiery arrow” Many myths revolve around the goddess Brigit. Some say there are three incarnations; one in charge of writing and inspiration, who invented the Ogham alphabet; one in charge of healing; and the third in charge of fiery transformation. Only call on the third when you truly need her. She’s a handful. The further adventures of bell’s brigit.
why am i here?
pull the night down in ink blots for me
There you and I are, / Swinging our way / To the stars I would bet.
I am so full of mystery and joy today / I hope you are smiling with me.. / This life is sometimes so / Out of Control!! I AM HONORED THAT I HAVE WONDERFUL CO-CREATORS HERE ON THE BUBBLE.. / THIS MAN RULES….HE CREATED THIS AMAZING ART TO GO WITH THIS POEM / EARTHMONSTER / I AM FEELING SO GOOD…. AND THE GORGEOUS PHOTO OF THE KISSING COUPLE IN THE BACKGROUND OF HIS WORK GOES TO / Leannasreflections, Leanna Weber “Kissing Couple / THANKS TO BOTH OF YOU.. TO BE INSPIRED TO OR INSPIRE OTHERS IS SUCH A DEEP HONOR AND JOY!!!
pieces of my heart, baby
Our lapping tongues circling the embers / Of veins and skin and breath,
*this poem was completely inspired by Billyboys Image below called / Insignificance / Thank you Billy.
The time is not important, / Nor when / Nor if this is another lifetime away,
Reverie of this evening
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The red snakes are the most delicious.
Phodophobia – Fear of the colour red / Nomatophobia – Fear of names / Thaasophobia – Fear of sitting / Euphobia – Fear of hearing good news / Nostophobia – Fear of returning home / Clinophobia – Fear of going to bed / Heliophobia – Fear of the sun / Panophobia – Fear of everything / Luposlipaphobia — the fear of being pursued by timber wolves around a kitchen table while wearing socks on a newly-waxed floor
You came back and ran into the water, / I was already there swimming with oysters / you opened my mouth and deposited / as very harsh grain…
She stirs up red life / Her heart full of emotion / She broods in darkness / Her dance of sheer abandon / Naked beauty of the sun Draw clo…
Inspired by the beautiful artwork of Lorenzo Castello. Thank you for the inspiration Lorenzo! / Art / Music
This deep grown longing / That lingers in the shadows / Whispering the need / To lie with you at nightfall / To wake with you tomorrow Sha…
I write this for myself and for the love I may never know and for all those who have lived or are living through long distance or with unrequited love. xx
angry people are hurting people / (they hurt themselves and others) picking flowers is less rewarding than leaving them grow and wa…
I’ve been reflecting upon some things I’ve read about Stefan Sagmeister, and one of the things he does is write lots of lists, i do that also…. he wrote a list once about things he’d learned….and i just had the impulse to do the same thing…. Perhaps you’d like to reflect also on what you’ve learned, and please feel free to write your own and link it back to this writing…. or perhaps just share it with me here, anything special you’ve learned….
We know better.
It’s Hallowe’en this weekend in the northern hemisphere, and Beltaine in the southern. It’s traditionally a time to embrace the darkness, and then release it. It’s harder than it seems, sometimes.
There is a softening that surrounds us and a promise Through silence is made. Two pinky fingers entwined we Expressed our wills we…
I don’t usually put too much description on my work but today I feel so impassioned about perception in my life. / My own garden is my feeling place where I can learn to trust that we are indeed born from Love, all of us. HOWEVER… as I have awoken my sisters and brothers with my longing, I am given a gift today … By Lisa Jewell / I have called her work written long before this one; the crystal clear sing song notion to my pondering. Glass Whispers / ___ sideward whispers are distorted travelling from the mouth of the whisperer to the ear of the one that waits; fingers crossed translating a brand new entity born inside an hour glass of want /
One stands alone, A single strand A shadow is drawn A face is seen And words are written. The heart speaks her tone / H…
I wrote this next to a photograph I took while in Kauai. It is named Liannes Leaf / / I found this shot and poem today as I wanted the front page of my PF to represent my floral work in the past couple of years. / The poem on the side bar was written to the same person the photo was titled for. Lianne incredible writer and poet that I have had the pleasure of knowing almost my entire time here on RB. / It feels good to post this as a main written piece and use the shot as the side bar enhancement.
She is waiting for him sometimes.. / not a longing that is tired, / but one that catches her breath at times / locked in a meditative demean…
I am connecting this piece to the image below which carries the name: / The Path To My Lover / / . / Everyday, the lover within is honing in on all that brings me clarity and purpose in attaining more understanding and access to allowing my point of attraction to shine. / . / This is about memories and moments and it is about observations that occur. Ain’t life grand? From one day to the next we have the opportunity to breath deep the contrast that is developing more and more clarity around our desires for expanding who we are in our ever loving Life. . / Lovingly, / for NOW. / Linaji
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