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Poeticizing everything since 2012.

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    A root
    a heart
    a mind
    emerging inside

    in utero

    the ebb and flow of night
    multiplies 
    and divides into stars
    wielding a magnificent light

    a breath

    exhaling the inception 
    of a new dream
    how innate
    and beautifully foreign
    it seems 
    to be at the heart of creation
    to giveth 
    and even taketh away

    a body
    a soul
    a self

    the nature
    of a new moon
    rising 
    in the cosmos
    on the eve
    of the first night

    with baited breath
    we wait
    for a glimpse
    a hope
    of this new life

    — 13 hours ago with 10 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 

    onthefritz007:

    burlesque trees
    tracing sultry silhouettes
    limbs swaying in time
    to sunset chants
    we summon
    the day to fall to night
    a full moon rise
    like a pearl
    dangling
    from her bare skin
    the sky begins
    to disappear
    — completely
    behind a cloak
    of stars

    — 4 days ago with 59 notes
    #reblog 

    onthefritz007:

    We envelop ourselves in the sunrise
    of a new age,
    when the call of change
    echoes fervently in the wind
    like a chord ringing
    from the steel strings of a guitar
    — serenading us into the future.

    — 1 week ago with 34 notes

    onthefritz007:

    I miss you
    in the long corridors of night
    labyrinthine shadows
    manifesting
    a maze of memories
    ominously
    morphing
    into a Hitchcock dream
    where truth
    is never
    what
    it
    seems

    — 1 week ago with 40 notes
    #reblog 
    "O Captain! My Captain! Rise up and hear the bells. Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills."
    Walt Whitman, “O Captain! My Captain!”
    — 1 week ago with 2 notes
    #rip robin  #poetry 
    Polaroid A.M.

    onthefritz007:

    It is a wilderness out here
    from sea to peak
    the ocean speaks
    louder than words

    our collective verve
    travels on the wings
    of a crescendoing wind
    rustling our hair
    like scattered leaves
    of a maple

    draping ourselves
    in a veil of dew
    rising like espresso plumes
    our bodies mold
    to the asymmetry
    of driftwood
    like fire clay
    warmed
    between
    palms

    — 1 week ago with 28 notes
    #reblog 
    5:45 AM

    Space and time
    stand still
    here
    in early murmurs
    and late dreams
    before sunrise streams
    the sky is opaque
    like a porcelain expanse
    of atmosphere and clouds
    sun-less but proud to be 
    above it
    all
    I shiver 
    submerged in the ocean of my duvet
    my eyes ease
    to the pale light of dawn
    feeling like I’m the only one 
    here
    even for just a
    breath

    — 1 week ago with 30 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 

    It is that impulsivity of youth
    that the summer captures
    so exquisitely
    — the way the sweltering sun 
    surges
    through our psyches

    inspiring 

    in flame & fire
    seducing our desire
    to live
    every moment
    as if our snow globe world
    will shatter
    in a heartbeat.

    — 2 weeks ago with 49 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    http://onthefritz.org/post/64439552726/ive-been-staring-at-this-page-for-days-trying →

    onthefritz007:

    I’ve been staring
    at this page
    for days
    trying to find
    the perfect
    syllables,
    words,
    stanzas —
    that embody you.

    My eyes fix
    on my pen,
    willing the ink
    to flow - freely
    in verse,
    but each line
    lies
    as bare as before.

    Instead

    I close my eyes
    and envision you
    gazing back at me…

    — 2 weeks ago with 40 notes

    onthefritz007:

    You are the echo
    of a past life —

    a nostalgic tune
    we once
    hummed

    drumming
    that roll
    in my chest

    a sound
    as circular
    as breath

    renewing
    life
    in every cell

    as I am cast
    under your
    spell

    — 2 weeks ago with 45 notes
    Mabuhay

    The stale rise of summer
    reminds me of Manila,
    the way air transforms 
    into a haze of surrealism
    surreptiously 
    wrapping the cityscape 
    in a veil 
    of a South Pacific myth
    perspiring 
    from temple to brow,
    we all still bow
    to this archipelago
    drifting
    in a delirium
    within our history
    — our home.

    — 3 weeks ago with 20 notes
    #poetry  #pinoy  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing 
    Trikonasana

    Balanced is achieved
    in threes.

    Spine 
    twisting out 
    toxins
    melting away 
    malevolence 
    in slow
    meditative 
    motions.

    Chakras aligned 
    in a triangle 
    of breath
    from root
    to heart
    to crown
    — mind, body, spirit
    resound
    in a metaphysical 
    motif
    of peace.

    — 3 weeks ago with 22 notes
    #poetry  #yoga  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    Moonrise

    Infatuated
    with waves rolling deep
    the ocean never sleeps
    seeping life onto shores
    roaring towards 
    igneous floors

    we connect 

    like a puzzle 
    beneath the stars
    salt tasting lips
    humidity drips 
    from skin tingling
    fingertips wriggling
    we sigh
    in unison
    watching 
    the moon rise

    — 4 weeks ago with 14 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    G + M

    onthefritz007:

    There is something sacred
    about you and I
    sharing this life,
    a spiritual infinity
    surging through our blood

    in the same way

    we are overcome with wonder
    from the peak of a mountain,
    eye level with a rising sun,
    taking a moment
    to catch our breath and
    whisper
    a humble
    — Namaste
    as we witness
    every miracle below.

    — 4 weeks ago with 50 notes
    #reblog 
    Lightness

    I still tremble at your sight —
    my inner voice
    yearns to soliloquize
    the way Kundera’s
    lightness 
    of 
    being
    is unbearably erudite
    as I float 
    on the tail winds
    of your flight.
    Our wings 
    become clouds
    soaring weightlessly
    as we conquer gravity
    from these unimaginable heights.

    — 1 month ago with 15 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #milan kundera