Seldom
It was the night I set my heart down before you, in all it’s eloquent fragments; the night you stomped them to shards, saying it no...
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Lavinia Thompson
Apr 7, 2019
Prompt 6 - Current
Stop that. Stop telling yourself that having a partner in your life is the only thing that matters. After being in a couple of long term...
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Lavinia Thompson
Apr 7, 2019
Prompt 5 - Floats
It floats; this singular heartstring, some sort of flow following beats upon wind. There’s a rhythm out there somewhere trying to drag me...
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Lavinia Thompson
Apr 4, 2019
Prompt 3: Leaps
You don’t have to go vaulting off a cliff, wincing at the crunch of every bone to come back down to earth. Sometimes breaking yourself...
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Lavinia Thompson
Apr 4, 2019
Prompt 2 - Bird
Runaway Bird A heart like a runaway bird flapping frantically, wings that can’t escape this town fast enough. A plumage hued like...
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Lavinia Thompson
Apr 2, 2019
Caged - a poetry challenge for April
I am trying out this challenge for April that's circulating on Tumblr - a month of prompts inspired by the poetry of the amazing Maya...
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Lavinia Thompson
Feb 8, 2019
New poem ~ Patchwork Wings
You stuck a pin through a butterfly, yet promised she deserved the best, a slight stroke along her delicate wings of velvet, she was...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 30, 2018
New poem ~ Montage
You couldn’t give me shelter when a hurricane crumbled in with gusts irate enough to send solid bones trembling. Yet stoic you stood...
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Lavinia Thompson
Oct 11, 2018
Disenthrall
Tell me something, boy, don’t you ever wonder What could be if dreams weren’t a void after all these years? Aren’t you getting weary...
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Lavinia Thompson
Aug 10, 2018
Enraptured in Simplicity
He is gentle. There are no sharp words grazing over veins, no daggers from the roof of his mouth to beat me down. There are only pieces...
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Lavinia Thompson
Aug 1, 2018
Hearts Afire
Dive bar nights, neon lights, cigarette smoke, maybe a toke of something a little strong. Dance in the parking lot to an old song, this...
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Lavinia Thompson
Jul 31, 2018
Blood Moon in my Rearview
A long way from the truth is where you stranded me, like snake skin left in dirt, bitter words from fatal fangs. Thought your poison...
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Lavinia Thompson
Mar 19, 2018
New poem ~ Shelter
Adoration of you renders me terrified. I don’t know how you see so deeply, so sharply, these fragments, this patchwork. Me and my smart...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 27, 2017
Poem ~ Ashes
Two shattered goodbyes later where the word was never really said. Piles of boxes by the door, a strong drink and a cigarette, A yearning...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 16, 2017
Empty Speed
Outrunning memories, barreling down back roads, past Alberta fields barren. Speed; adrenaline; hammer down. Something endless ahead,...
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Lavinia Thompson
Nov 26, 2017
Weekend poetry ~ Lotus
I am not broken. Rejection doesn’t make me unlovable. I am done living for a dream. It’s time to love me. I am a fucking lotus flower,...
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Lavinia Thompson
Oct 26, 2017
New Poem ~ Sledgehammer
Crumbling bricks of this fortress after all these years. Let them crash around me, crawling in ashes, fighting for myself when the ghost...
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Lavinia Thompson
May 1, 2017
Snapping Heartstring
My apologies for seemingly abandoning my blog posts. I am a terrible blogger, apparently. About a month ago, I decided to finally combat...
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Lavinia Thompson
Mar 5, 2017
Weekend Poetry ~ Heart of Crushed Diamonds
You can crush me to dust; You’ll still find glitter remnants from this heart. I’ll scramble to salvage shards glinting silver in...
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Lavinia Thompson
Feb 17, 2017
Poetry Friday ~ Like Throwing Hockey Pucks at the Wall
It was like throwing hockey pucks at the wall watching shadows dance where holes crashed through. Don’t know where poems like this take...
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