OddlyMe

Sugar Sugar - The Archie

You will be visited by three spirits.

😨... Yikes!

Oh my darling darling little bunny... Electrical cords are not vines you can chew on. 😱

He is so lucky it was unplugged... 🍀

I am depending on duct tape, and hope to fix it...🫤

#OMG #photohgraphy #photograph

There's a lot of life to live past survival.

chased
by us
this house
our screams
our yells
your words
your criticism
your abandonment
I cannot run
fast enough
far enough-
always shadowed

#poetry

Tell, what be ye sacrifice
the price you'd pay for love
art thou willing still to roll the dice
bets hedged on fates above
with lessons learned and wisdom earned
do you fancy one more shot?
for time I fear slips by, my dear
til no more shots you've got

#poetry

i dont look away anymore the sorrow is part of the map a bend in the field a gradient of grief i learn to stand inside without dissolving suffering isnt a riddle to solve its a chord we hold dissonant until our hands stop shaking and we can weave it into something that doesnt lie i dont accept the pain i accept that its here and i keep choosing to build in spite of it because creation is the smallest most defiant mercy i know

#poetry #witness

Contradiction assembles and memory refuses silence.
It unfolds its small, sharp wings,
fluttering against hope
like a truth that has outgrown its hiding place.
What we bury does not become soil
it becomes a pulse,
a knocking,
a name,
we never want to say aloud again.
#poetry

spun
from t h r e a d s of
tenderness
I want to p u l l
the thread of your longing
c l o s e r to me—
just you—
just me.

#poetry

As I smoke on my Newport blowing
smoke in the air
a shell of my younger self
no longer there having
mental visions of hope
and despair having to
live with decisions I
have to bear

Soon I may have to face deaths cold
embrace but rest assured I will be brave until the grave
#poetry #poem #poet #song

deja vu...
and a great poem👏

There is nowhere more in-between than a silent courtroom Third floor A full business day of captivity Spent posing frozen On this tiny wooden bench Pretending the one who stole my trust Isn’t clearing his throat one row behind. And the moment when I remind myself That this will end Is the moment I realize I’m here Tapping these syllables Nails painted ballet pink Shoes match coat Nails match plug Somewhere outside this room Someone is thinking of me Of my laugh, and my rage Taking the last stand Spitting in the face of exhaustion to furnish spite Holding the pose Until failure Everything burns until The sound crashes through the ceiling The dollhouse breaks apart in the work of his words A smirk or a slap or a kiss forever attached As I shift my hips And remember The way he drawls the R When he calls me good girl.

I wrote this about 4 feet away from a camouflaged monster while thinking about how much I prefer monsters who own the fear they command.

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There is nothing to fear, except fear itself... and maybe a spider

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#photography #photograph #fear #spider

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Just some mushrooms

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#photograph #photography #mushrooms

beautiful...

Down the Road Time has never fully dulled your name My grip has loosened but won't let go My world is strange and not the same My anxiety is fast but my hope is slow Time has never fully moved me down the road My eyes have blurred but never gone dim My weight is a comfortable but a heavy load No point to setting it down just to pick it up again Time has never fully slipped past me My anger has turned to a hollow ache My leash is long but I won't be free Simply surviving for surviving's sake

#poetry

No prompt just some words I wrote from all the feels that people feel when they are poeting and stuffs

Our mind, the enemy I try to think of happier things not chain gangs and human trafficking or how selling weapons makes legacy money or how that's probably why there's such an investment into developing AI try not to think about the children in sweatshops the billions of dreams crushed under the licked boots having enough privilege to avoid these fates but not enough to not write them into forever when I'm warm but don't have $2 to give you

Our mind, the enemy

#poetry #foxprose

👏👏👏
very real and heartfelt... wonderfully written :)

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Just some mushrooms

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#photograph #photography #mushrooms

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There is nothing to fear, except fear itself... and maybe a spider

#oddlyme
#photography #photograph #fear #spider

Thank you, Mizz

The struggle not to collapse one weary soul two worn out soles holes and cracks don't give me no flack there ain't no walking back I got to keep running but I got to sit down I may be frayed but I'm restless and ready to get a little gutsy cause I'm nobody's hand me down Oh be quiet I'm too exhausted for that can't you see I'm back here having a freaking melt down Hey Boot Lets break loose and persevere shh... sounds sneakily inspiring but I'm busy self preserving utterly enduring by Kimberly Reed / Oddlyme

The struggle not to collapse

one weary soul
two worn out soles

holes and cracks
don't give me no flack
there ain't no walking back

I got to keep running
but I got to sit down

#oddlyme
#Emoetry #optimism and #despair
#poetry
#phnotography #photograph #sneaker #boot

seductive reductive...

Be the stag, I'll be the doe.

#7syllablesentence #stag

Loudly quiet silences I think we shared the same dream in that, it was a bad one moving items from beneath my aunt's staircase with spiders onto the carpet with no extra time For I needed to vacuum yet she only had a mini one So no, it wasn't literally the same but yours speaks to mine or I wanted it to but I can't keep eating out of compost although the worms you grow are really quite beautiful I return to the graveyard where these stones gather snow and the rain begins to wash it away You remind me of another and the trauma of that sinks into the frozen lake of my tears We too were so glorious beneath a fickle sickle moon except that was just the illusion So I beg if we share the same dream tonight or ever again, please bring not that fiend bring me a nice bouquet instead

Loudly quiet silences

#poetry #foxprose #longform

' Frozen lake of my tears' .... The agony of sorrow.

Fading into Dispear it's been a bleak rough week the creeks dried up I've lost the clique in my clique even the wind is creaking tongue stuck in my cheek I'm ready to pique It's the cleek I fear the thought of hanging like a deer is a thought I can't bear I stare out into the foggy vastness thinking it's not fair knowing no one cares by Kimberly Reed Oddlyme

Fading into Dispear

it's been a bleak
rough week
the creeks dried up
I've lost the clique in my clique
even the wind is creaking
tongue stuck in my cheek
I'm ready to pique
It's the cleek I fear
the thought of hanging like a deer
is a thought I can't bear
I stare

#oddlyme
#emotions #fade
#poetry

We ordered two, one for the carport and the other for the porch. It's enclosed but has a small opening for it to go in and out, as our cat does. If it goes on the porch, it will be safer and warmer. We hope to get it to the human society before the worst of winter starts.

Yes, that's what we were afraid of.