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Forgotten
                [I want to be remembered like you want to be forgotten.] Your pupils remind me of ink splotches. The blacks melting into the golden brown. Pupils that could be perfectly round but aren’t. They are almost heart shaped.                But then again;                you’re not the one in love. You told me once that the hardest thing in life is to walk away from what you love. But what if I told you it is easier when you say sorry first?               Not that an apology will make everything right. Empty dial tones and static keep the world a mystery to me. Your letters are always signed with the lyrics to you
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am i glitching or is this just me?
have i lost my words or have i lost myself? [is there really a difference?] was there ever anything to lose in the first place. everything is chewed and spat out. everything is repeated. everything is a broken record. i am a broken record. i am fading. if you cannot connect with people, can you connect with writing? humanity is the heartbeat of writing and yet - i am a ghost. intangible, tangible, it makes no difference. this distance is too far. [i am too far.]
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Instructions for your New Incredible Inflatable...
Begin with tooth picks, tongue depressors, and a little glue (I prefer Elmer’s) the object is to brace the walls from explosions, implosions, first world problems and the et cetera teeming with all the things you didn’t see coming. Carefully work your fingers around the scaffolding assuring that you’ve buttressed all the weak spots because the morning syphons off a little blood in the hours before the alarm goes off. In the shower you lose a little more to the edge of all the ideas that you can’t buff out every burr or keep the cuts from burning. For better reinforcement I like to add a little plumber’s putt
© 2018 - 2019 peaseblossoms
happy birthday to the radiant LadyBitterblue, one of my oldest and most treasured friends here. this poem has been FAR too many of your birthdays in the making but i finally (!!!!) finished it enough in time for this year (although i'll probably come back and keep whittling with it :~D!) i'm sending you so, so much love and magic today and always, lowenzahn. here's to you and all the light you bring. ♥♥♥♥♥

(ps i just realized this is my 400th poem?????????? WOW WHO KNEW!!!! idk if it's as huge of a milestone as i feel like it is but thank you to everyone who's supported my poetry over all these years. im so so grateful for your support and encouragement ily all!!!!!)
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Forgotten
                [I want to be remembered like you want to be forgotten.] Your pupils remind me of ink splotches. The blacks melting into the golden brown. Pupils that could be perfectly round but aren’t. They are almost heart shaped.                But then again;                you’re not the one in love. You told me once that the hardest thing in life is to walk away from what you love. But what if I told you it is easier when you say sorry first?               Not that an apology will make everything right. Empty dial tones and static keep the world a mystery to me. Your letters are always signed with the lyrics to you
a
am i glitching or is this just me?
have i lost my words or have i lost myself? [is there really a difference?] was there ever anything to lose in the first place. everything is chewed and spat out. everything is repeated. everything is a broken record. i am a broken record. i am fading. if you cannot connect with people, can you connect with writing? humanity is the heartbeat of writing and yet - i am a ghost. intangible, tangible, it makes no difference. this distance is too far. [i am too far.]
I
Instructions for your New Incredible Inflatable...
Begin with tooth picks, tongue depressors, and a little glue (I prefer Elmer’s) the object is to brace the walls from explosions, implosions, first world problems and the et cetera teeming with all the things you didn’t see coming. Carefully work your fingers around the scaffolding assuring that you’ve buttressed all the weak spots because the morning syphons off a little blood in the hours before the alarm goes off. In the shower you lose a little more to the edge of all the ideas that you can’t buff out every burr or keep the cuts from burning. For better reinforcement I like to add a little plumber’s putt
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SubjugatedSandwich's avatar
This is awesome! It evokes all those feelings in me that make me feel like there must be something more to the world, something just a little bit magical to make me feel at peace. 
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StudioRhapsody|Hobbyist Traditional Artist
beautiful. 
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LadyLincoln|Hobbyist Writer
Congratulations on your DD, darling girl. :heart:
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LindArtz|Hobbyist Digital Artist

Very nicely done!!

Congratulations on your much deserved DD!  :)

For My Personal Use DO NOT USE!!! by LindArtz


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NotWithoutHonor|Hobbyist General Artist
Wonderful
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YouInventedMe's avatar
Congrats on the DD! :hug:
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LiliWrites's avatar
Those closing lines are awesome. Also liked the delightful internal rhymes and overall pacing. Congrats on a very well earned DD! :clap:
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Grace-Zed|Hobbyist General Artist
Congratulations on the DD~!!! :clap: 
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XxFlameFrost101xX|Hobbyist General Artist
"darling, when the fall fades in
with all its feeling
you still follow: & in
the half light of the hollow
you make meadows
out of me. "


I Want this tattooed onto my flesh prison 
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oviedomedina's avatar
This is beautiful!
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Epixelle|Hobbyist General Artist
aaaaaaaa ily this is so lovely, this whole poem feels like a secret moment in a little forest grove
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gliitchlord's avatar
holy god this is gorgeous
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salshep's avatar
Beautiful sonics- the consonance evokes the whisper of leaves, woodland sounds, and overall I'm left with impression of a gentle but untamed nature.

It reminds me very much of a poem I wrote for a friend a few months ago, on PFFA - a very, very different tone indeed, but the woodland images are quite similar, they could be the much darker reflection of this. I'll post it though it's very unformed as yet, just to show you. 
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I love this so so much, pea, I cannot thank you enough - I will be dancing through these lines in my dreams now and learning them all by heart tomorrow - and then I will write you another, better message than this one. just know when I saw that you, favourite of poets, had just put out something new I was instantly all bright with excitement and then I loved the first few lines already so much I thought "this is not for me, but everything feels so right, I am going to read it as if it were mine and keep it in my heart" - and now I am casually crying at 2am, as you do...
you will hear from me again!!!!!
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:love: AHH it's so great to hear from you!!!!!! you're so so welcome, it was my pleasure and writing this poem brought me so much peace! AHHH THATS SO SWEET im so glad you felt that way from the start..... i think some of the older words especially have been waiting for such a long time for you to read them and so it was all meant to be :huggle: i hope you had an amazing birthday!!!! sweet dreams, and talk to you soon :~D ♥♥♥♥
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pea. wonderful dear peaseblossoms.
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this still couldn't be more gorgeous, and finding it alone made my twenty-second birthday one of the most wonderful I've had. "when the fall fades in/with all its feeling/you still follow" - this piece gave me so much hope and comfort - I did follow the geese flying south through the neighbourhood for a while when autumn came, even while I was full of worries that I couldn't feel enough, that my heart had withered up over the years. I see you've kept all my best parts (polished up a bit by your fancy, perhaps) to hand back to me in the right time. you're such a bright light, pea, and your magic does spread and persevere as dandelions do.
"soft step stitches" is... ♡ ♡ this is one of the things that made me press this poem to my heart and refuse to let go (although nobody is asking me to now, thank goodness). did you know how much I've been sewing lately? did the fairies tell you all about how warm and gentle and Good it feels to set stitch after stitch and mend an old darling for somebody or bring to life a brandnew one? magic, pea, you're full of magic. (also, if I get to send you something after all, if you want to, I could embroider you a pair of gloves or such? I'm always itching to let my hands go skipping after that silvery flash of needles, and that too is best when it is for a friend)
"yes, this is about/every fleck of you/fawned, in the dearness/of dawn" sounds incredibly soft and lovely - and it has one of those perfect, melodious rhymes I so adore in your work! a flawless little gem. there are so many alliterations freckling this poem, too, which is just my absolute favourite thing. this is my greatest treasure now (beside its two siblings, of course), and I could not be more honoured. you know how thankful I am, I am sure. you've seen enough of my heart over the years - and of the little corner in it that is carved out for you, all dandelions and juniper shrubs, keeping every word you've given me sheltered. I am glad you have given this life, and that it will not be running after you any more now; I hope you are doing very, very well :heart:

- oh, and would you tell me about what you intended the "bramble" in "brambled with your woodland wonder" to mean? I read it as something like "crowned by brambles", because it sounds so much like an honour, but I could also see it being simply "overgrown with brambles" - or perhaps "turn into a bramble", since the next line says "your heart a berry". all of them are beautiful beyond belief and so sweet, I just would love to hear what youoriginally thought of it, if you would like to tell me.
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