Jeez This Ur Poetry Blog Or Some Shit

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "The Crows," featured in New & Selected Poems of Mary Oliver

Mood

I might never be a notable writer and I might never get a huge book deal and my books might never get turned into movies but who cares? I've found absolute paradise sitting on my porch in the rain weaving words together and feeling the cool wind of an august storm on my face. No failure could ever take this sort of joy away from me.

— Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

Every. Single. Day.

do you ever feel like yay!!! .. and yippee!! .. yahoo!!! ..but then you feel urgh ..... urghhhjjhggh ...... uurghghjjjggkghgghhg urghhhh .....

Yes

sometimes it's as simple

as waking up

and realizing it's not

sometimes, anndroanon

People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.

~ Nikita Gill