-I can taste the smell of betrayal
Marceline the Vampire Queen: Adventure Time
the air between us tasted of an old grape behind the fridge, blowing condensation and false bubbles into the glass wall between us
the aftermath of burnt bread betrayal,
a pinch of crackling oil hitting wine, I cannot drink it,
I swear out the red with curses from your eyes. You tell me not to curse, exhaustion as I try to sleep with one eye open
I see you. I swallow your fading hue. A real protector, could not escape the pain of a collision with power——a dead rainbow sore, sits in the corner as we speak in tongues, once able to breathe in thoughts as one.
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PLEASE STOP TAKING YOUR LIFE! It will change as you grow and YOU WILL CHANGE what you know We NEVER stay the same. we are ALWAYS changing and liberating, and learning, and discerning, who WE CHOOSE to take up our space. YOU decide who's showing you grace. YOU decide whose love is true and whether their connection is elevating YOU. DO NOT SETTLE no matter what you were told. DON'T let self-doubt make your mind unfold. YOU HAVE THE POWER to heal and BE BOLD. STAND UP FOR YOURSELF and SPEAK YOUR TRUTH. Follow YOUR OWN PATH and BE YOUR OWN PROOF, that life is worth living NO MATTER HOW HARD, so give it all you got and let down your guard. I know the mental tries hard to take over but know that YOU HAVE MEANING and every day you get a do-over. And when you feel in that dark place, just be still and HOLD THAT SPACE. It's okay to not be okay, but that doesn't mean you should go away. That doesn't mean you should give up, RIDE IT OUT and see what's up. LIFE IS A JOURNEY, each stage is a gift, KEEP MOVING FORWARD thru all the rifts. SHINE YOUR OWN LIGHT and
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Whoaaaa, this is such an awesomeeee take on the sensory challenge! I loved it
An old grape behind the fridge, I love it and believe every household has one. Nicely crafted poem, Melissa!
Very nicely done. "a dead rainbow sore, sits in the corner as we speak in tongues, once able to breathe in thoughts as one." That was excellent.
Well-wrought! Adventure Time was a work of art, both in the entirety of its unfolding story and its many individual presentations. I used the claymation episode "Bad Jubies" as a modern recapitulation of Shelley's "A Defense of Poetry". Link for reference, reading optional! https://shopping-feedback.today/poets/percy-shelley-and-bad-jubies%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/a%3E%3C/p%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3Cdiv class="css-w4qknv-Replies">