Poetry || Andrea Gibson II

I already talked about my love for poetry and especially poetry by
Andrea gibson HERE . Her words move me in a way I find difficult to
explain. I’ve been going through her tumblr and googling up some of her
poems, she’s simply amazing! I couldn’t just pick one poem to put up
here because I love almost all of them equally and they all speak to me
so I decided to select some of my favorite parts from the different
poems to share with you guys.



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Doctor, our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.
–  WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS

You’d
say, “This kind of love has to be a verb.” We are paint on a slick
canvas – it’s gonna take a whole lot to stick but if we do, we’ll be a
masterpiece.

I DO



“What do you mean you’re small? Of course you’re small. We’re all small, but we are small like the moon is small in the sky and not a wave would ever find its way to shore without us
–  SHINE



‘NO NO NO I am not fine’! Fine is the suckiest word, it never tells the truth and more than anything i have ever been afraid of I am terrified of lies
PANIC BUTTON COLLECTOR


And every time you’re full of sorrow. Every time you wake up crying, Know that that day is a perfect day to shine
SHINE
 


Every year you have more to lose, but you can choose to bury your past in the garden beside the tulips water it until it’s so alive it lets go and you belong to yourself again
ROYAL HEART.

Sometimes it takes the most wounded wings, the most broken things to notice how strong the breeze is, how precious the flight”
THE MOON IS A KITE



“ Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery.”
— GOSPEL SALT


You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.
THE NUTRITIONIST


We have to create; it is the only thing louder than destruction, it is the only chance the bars are gonna break.
YELLOW BIRD


So this morning, I decided how I want to live. What I want to give..What kind of song I want to sing. Now I’m no longer looking at my days like they’re a cup calling them half empty or half full when they’ve always been enough. They’ll always be enough to fill me up if I stop thinking so much and start drinking them up
–  ENOUGH


Don’t google your name.  Ever.  Don’t “search” for yourself on anything that glows in the dark.
Don’t let your beauty be something anyone can turn off.
Don’t edit your ugly out of your bio. Let your light come from the fire.
Let your pain be the spark, but not the timber.
Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in
– DON’T


My favourites are NUTRITIONIST, DONT, ROYAL HEART and WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS.
I also included the links to the full poems incase you are interested in reading it , just click on the names of the poems
If
you do check them out, please tell me your favourite parts too and
which parts spoke to you the most! I’ll really love to know



Cassandra Ikegbune
xoxo

Author: Cassie Daves

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  • Love this: Sometimes it takes the most wounded wings, the most broken things to notice how strong the breeze is, how precious the flight”
    And this :
    So this morning, I decided how I want to live. What I want to give..What kind of song I want to sing. Now I’m no longer looking at my days like they’re a cup calling them half empty or half full when they’ve always been enough. They’ll always be enough to fill me up if I stop thinking so much and start drinking them up

  • Some people will never understand the kind of superpower it takes for some people to just walk outside- THE NUTRITIONIST

    Doctor, our insanity is that we see people who aren't there.
    It's that we ignore those who are- WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS

    You panic button collector…everything you feel is okay- PBC

    Fear is ony a verb when we allow it to be- I DO

  • love this,
    Don’t google your name. Ever. Don’t “search” for yourself on anything that glows in the dark.
    Don’t let your beauty be something anyone can turn off.
    Don’t edit your ugly out of your bio. Let your light come from the fire.
    Let your pain be the spark, but not the timber.
    Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in
    – DON'T