Hey, I'm Ashleigh.
This is my second blog, where I keep the poetry I write and the poems I find & love.
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I respect you, so respect me and write your own poetry.

“You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself. You signed it, “They were wrong.” Because maybe you didn’t belong to a group or a clique. Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything. Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth to show-and-tell, but never told, because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it? You have to believe that they were wrong. They have to be wrong. Why else would we still be here?”

– Shane Koyczan (via larmoyante)

“Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.”

– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via larmoyante)

“Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?”

Sigmund Freud (via perfect)

“For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.”

– Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life (via larmoyante)

“Catch the heart off guard and blow it open.”

– Seamus Heaney, excerpt from “Postscript” (via larmoyante)

Envy: is when someone walks around with a pocket full of “that should’ve been me.”

Hate: is what happens when you put a shotgun to the face of understanding and it cowers in a corner.

Truth: is everything you tell yourself when you realize that no one is looking.

Courage: is ripping your heart from your chest and saying “here.. hold onto this for me.”

Trust: is when you jump into someone’s arms knowing they would never let you hit the ground.

Love: is a tablespoon of hemlock I’ve been dying to try.

Faith: is doing what you love for a living and watching the bills pay themselves.

Failure: is when you talk yourself out of becoming something amazing.

– Rudy Francisco, “Definitions” (via pigmenting)

“Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, separate, in the evening…”

– Rainer Maria Rilke, “You Who Never Arrived” (via larmoyante)

“I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.”

– T.S. Eliot (via mirroir)


We Were Emergencies by Buddy Wakefield


We Were Emergencies by Buddy Wakefield