❛ 𝘾𝘼𝙏'𝙎 𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘿𝙇𝙀 — writing

[Cat]

Purely for serious writing and or plotting plans. ​

Comments are welcomed and appreciated.

I'm going to be reposting some of my old writing in here for progress. I will date them just for personal reasons.​

 

[Cat]

〔 Figure Perdue 〕❧ POEM​

10/12/2018
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His figure is adroit in the aphotic room​

he adumbrate's love and it so blooms​

his hands are caring for the meanwhile​

my heart runs in a total of ten miles​

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His eyes are vainly chatoyant​

mine could be considered buoyant​

I feel as if i could take part of a hymeneal​

he feels as if he could dazzle me with looks​

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Everything is vastly off​

it discerns as if he's getting ready to runoff​

he's lost interest in the girl who's ingenue​

I'll just take that as my lonely queue​

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His figure is adroit but not the point​

 

[Cat]

〔 Pieds Nus Usés 〕❧ BLURB​

10/13/2018
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My bare-feet have never felt more adventurous than they have today.​

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I chiseled myself down the spiral stairs of my outside garden, and ​

took a leap to spray glue & sparkles on my new pumpkin; Gerald. ​

Dirt, ivy, plants, and rocks galore had meddled with my feet. It did​

not stop me from loving my new pumpkin. ​

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Afterwards, I went to the mall. Of course I tried things on like the​

nit-picky person that I am. My bare feet had consolidated with the​

cold tile floor of a changing room. Disgusting, yet secure. ​

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Then I traveled to Pike Nurseries and Lowe's. More plants of course.​

I just couldn't help myself. Halfway through my trip, I had went out-​

side into the gardening section of both hardware stores, and had to​

take my shoes off due to a wood-chip lodging its way inside my pesky​

birkenstocks. ​

The ground was oddly cool, but I shouldn't consider myself surprised. ​

It was shady and remarkably surreal in comfort.​

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My bare-feet have never felt more adventurous than they have today.​

 

[Cat]

〔 Moi Amer 〕❧ HAIKU​

10/14/18​

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I have been deceived​

bitter bitter bitter me​

no longer surprised​

counting the hours till time's up​

I'm still a sad pup​

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bitter bitter bitter me.​

 

[Cat]

〔 Ce Que Je Suis Devenu? 〕❧ POEM​

10/17/18
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I feel tired of those who are inclusive​

my mind draws closer and closer to being illusive​

my hands shake and my face draws wan​

I feel like such a minuscule pawn​

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My lips are chapped and my hands are bruised​

the reoccurring feeling of being ignored is rused​

I know everything is my fault​

it brings my forbidden friendships to a halt​

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I'm quite the slum, what have I become?​

 

[Cat]

〔 Vertige Amour 〕❧ TANKA​

10/19/18
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She is vertigo​

her voice is mellifluous​

pointless yet special​

I wish for redamancy​

she wants ephemeral love.​

 

[Cat]

〔 Elle Est Différente 〕❧ HAIKU​

10/24/18​

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I'm dusted and tired​

she's different, she and I​

how perfectly sheer​

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< — — >​

 

[Cat]

〔 Anneaux De Clarté 〕❧ TANKA
11/03/18

Invested in love​

blocked by trust and betrayal​

clarity has sung​

an unspoken song​

it flutters in destruction​

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a song, a song, a song.​

 

[Cat]

〔 Le Temps Passe Lentement 〕❧ POEM​

11/10/18
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I've noticed that I've slowed down immensely ​

my plate has become so messy​

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yesterday I was fine​

today I'm blind​

tomorrow I'll be unrefined​

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and everything repeats so demure​

and I'm so sure that I'm pure​

although everything has its own demolition ​

I've just been following my own volition​

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the clock ticks with more time that I've lost​

my skin draws more and more embossed​

the satin silk that's resting on my bed becomes dusted​

the clock ticks once more, finding peace within a muscid​

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It's only time before I realize​

my doom will fall for disgusting implies​

 

[Cat]

〔 Chocolat Chaud 〕❧ TANKA​

11/19/18​

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Onism in a cup​

hot chocolate supines up​

piping with stories​

Holiday ephemeral​

only for the most brightest​