Naked on Cashmere

On those nights when the thick snow driftsthrough moonlightand the sky looks like falling stars close your eyeslook uptongue out to the gods and feel the cool ash burn you. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

I have seen yourdarkest nights and brightest daysand I want you to knowthat I will be hereforeverloving youin dusk.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.  Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; Three fields to cross till a farm appears; A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch And blue spurt of a lighted match, And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears, Than the two hearts beating each to each! xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme DARKNESS and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. XxFor those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast. Today, we’re starting off with “My Sweet Darling.”Xx My sweet darling,all these tears,this hurt,the pain in your heart,do not fight it anymore,it is a gift, you see, to feel this muchand even though it’s hardit means you’re alivewith each of these tearful breaths gaspedyour soul awakens,more alive in the painthan you were in the numb,you are coming back to me now, my love,lucid in this darkness—so cry aloud,yell,and fall,and I will be here waitingto catch youwhen the waking up is done. Other Poem Read Today:“Let’s Start With The Hard Part" by Kayil York“He Lit The Sky For Her...” by Theresa Lloyd xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

I have noticedthrough careful observationthat you look your bestsoaked in champagneunder fireworksdancing in the rain. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Sometimes I Sit” by Christopher Poindexter sometimes i sitalone beneaththe stars and thinkof the galaxiesinside of myheart and trulywonder if anyonewill ever wantto make sense ofall that i am Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Sometimes wefeed the hurtinside uslike a wild bear on a chainjust to seehow angry we can make itbefore letting it go. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Thunderstorms” by W. H. Davies My mind has thunderstorms,That brood for heavy hours:Until they rain me words,My thoughts are drooping flowersAnd sulking, silent birds. Yet come, dark thunderstorms,And brood your heavy hours;For when you rain me words,My thoughts are dancing flowersAnd joyful singing birds.  xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

She was a stormthe kind of girlyou needed to loseyourself to findsomewhereup half a bottle of whiskeyand down half the moon of sky.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Do It All And Do It Now Baby” by Prince Neptune O delicate young woman youListen here and listen closeRun into the balmy nightSinging with boisterous delightFor someday you will lay to restBeside your tired prince Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoetxx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme WILD and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. XxFor those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast. What of the firefly,the one I love to chase?The old man smiledLove herhe saidbut leave her wild,and the old oak tree I love to climb?Love her, he said, but leave her wildthe bird that sings that song I love?Love her, he said, but leave her wildand the wolf that cries to the old joke moon?Love her, he said, but leave her wildand the horse that loves to run with storms?Love her, he said, but leave her wild.And what of her,the one I love most?And the old man smiled.Yes, he said,you must love her toobut love her wildand she’ll love you. Other Poem Read Today:“Bird on a Wire" by Leonard Cohen xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

I would ratherhave a body full of scarsand a head full of memoriesthan a lifeof regretsand perfect skin. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Let Me Kiss The Cracks” by Kayil York Let me kiss thecracks in your soul.I can’t promiseI can makethem go away,but I can at least tryto ease the pain. Follow Kayil York @rose_thorns1921 xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Let’s stoppretendingto be so perfectfor the worldand get onwith finding outif we can beperfectfor each other. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Imperfection” by Dejan Stojanovic Trying too hard to be too good, Even when trying to be bad, Is too good for the bad Too bad for the good.  Perfection seems sterile; It is final, no mystery in it; It's a product of an assembly line.  To accomplish the perfect perfection, A little imperfection helps.   xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

You are worth your imperfectionsyou are worth your bad daysyou are worth your goodyou are worth your confusionyou are worth your insecuritiesyou are worth fighting forand you are worth loving.And that’s a fck’ing fact.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Underneath” by JmStorm she wasn’t afraid ofmy demons and i didnot fear her madness.we saw beyond thosethings that lifedoes to a person.and underneath it allthere's a beautifulsoul that just wantsto be loved. Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotesxx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme IMPERFECT and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. xxFor those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast. Today, we’re starting off with “When They Met.”When they metthey were old already,and so could skipall the awkward parts of love,realizing that neither was perfectand never would beinstead they met as two old soulsworn well from a life of true momentsand togetherthey lingeredin each other’s last few shadowssoothing scarsfrom a life well lived. Other Poems Read Today:“I love us" by Christopher Poindexter“Send me nudes” by Anonymous Thank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

To meshe isthose final stepsthe turn around the last bendand a little housewith a light onand a fire litwith a faint laughfloating on the warm wind—she ismy always,coming home. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"To All of the Lights” by Najwa Zebian To all of the lightswho chose to dimwhen I was in the darkness,thank you for teaching methat my own lightis all I need. Follow Najwa Zebian @najwazebian xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com