Ruby Red

Joined July 2021

313 stories

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Heya friend, I'm Red!

I write poetry, so subscribe for a hint of vulnerability, some honesty and the occasional glimpse behind my mask 🌱

Taking a break from Vocal; focusing on my anthology 🫶💖

AI is not art.

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here again
It took most of 15 minutes For my hands to realise they're shaking It took another 12 To acknowledge the knots in my belly.
By Ruby Red12 months ago in Poets
Picture a sun setting over the horizon
You look me in the eyes And tell me that you see me Yet the sun has set below us So the screen is what stands between. Tears, my stranger, look!
By Ruby Red12 months ago in Poets
Comfort.
In the clumsy season between East and West, And when the Earth seems her friendliest; Bewildering wings spark imagination,
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Hecate's Lullaby
IN THE BEGINNING there was chaos. The World slept, until it awoke and wept, for it was scared of the dark. In her kindness, the Night herself gifted the World a sphere of stars, filled each with fingerprints of history and great, grand stories.
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Pieces
Butterflies tremble And I don’t want to be a giant anymore You say goodnight But you are not ready yet I always remember my dreams
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Petals
If I were to ponder far beyond your eyes and the simple curve of your brightest smile, Would I know how to feel what is kind?
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
I am writer.
I am writer I do not sweat, bleed, cry I craft from the shattered fabrics And work to reframe the paintings Of all I want to release
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
unusual
Unusually, I am calmed. I can hold my own, And yet I am still not strong enough It is a tiring fight I fought I say it as if it has stopped
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Ophelia
Dearest Ophelia, I write a second time I like how you liked the last first line But this one is sadder More obvious.Since I feel my woven words
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
I miss you, Ophelia.
God, I fucking miss you. The world has gone bland without you by my side. And even if you were away, I could search for you
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Ceilings
I used to soar And the air would part itself for me. I used to soar, And now I cannot. I was so loud! It was the canyons and canopies that would echo me
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Aftermath
I have eaten too much quicksand And now my lungs are hungry As they sink I find my head feels heavy As they pump glass granules into my blood,
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets

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here again

Picture a sun setting over the horizon

Comfort.

Hecate's Lullaby

Pieces

Petals

I am writer.

unusual

Dear Ophelia

I miss you, Ophelia.

Ceilings

Aftermath

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