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S.R. Chappell
@srchappell #473356
Hello I'm Rachele, artist and poet
https://linktr.ee/srchappell
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Love yourself in the quiet moments when no one is watching—
when the mirror is honest and your breath is enough.
~SRC
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when the mirror is honest and your breath is enough.
~SRC
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Whispered silk and feathered grace,
two hearts mirror one pale face—
wing to wing in silent tether,
they rise as one, birds of a feather.
~SRC
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two hearts mirror one pale face—
wing to wing in silent tether,
they rise as one, birds of a feather.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/110
Good morning, dear hearts —
May your day rise beneath blue skies,
where butterflies drift like whispered dreams
and flowers bloom with quiet joy.
Let nature's poetry find you in every breath,
every step,
every sunlit thought.
May your day rise beneath blue skies,
where butterflies drift like whispered dreams
and flowers bloom with quiet joy.
Let nature's poetry find you in every breath,
every step,
every sunlit thought.
Wishing you a magical weekend! 🌈🦄
May you frolic through flowers, chase rainbows,
and shine like a unicorn on a beautiful day. 💖
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/109
May you frolic through flowers, chase rainbows,
and shine like a unicorn on a beautiful day. 💖
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Whispers coil in silken grace,
a serpent's hymn, a lover's face.
Truth tastes sweet on Eden’s breath—
she kissed the hiss, and danced with death.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/108
a serpent's hymn, a lover's face.
Truth tastes sweet on Eden’s breath—
she kissed the hiss, and danced with death.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/108
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S.R. Chappell
@srchappell·21:48 07/05/2025
Dancing in fringe and fire,
heels tapping the night's desire.
Red lips smile, eyes aglow
holding a secret only she knows.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/106
heels tapping the night's desire.
Red lips smile, eyes aglow
holding a secret only she knows.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/106
Dancing in fringe and fire,
heels tapping the night's desire.
Red lips smile, eyes aglow
holding a secret only she knows.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/106
heels tapping the night's desire.
Red lips smile, eyes aglow
holding a secret only she knows.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/106
With heart in hands, we plant the seed,
a tender tree of hope and need.
Roots entwined, our spirits flow,
watch love bloom, and gently grow.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/105
a tender tree of hope and need.
Roots entwined, our spirits flow,
watch love bloom, and gently grow.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/105
Magnolia breath on crimson hair,
she moves like music through the air.
Beauty born of bloom and flame,
the wind itself recalls her name.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/104
she moves like music through the air.
Beauty born of bloom and flame,
the wind itself recalls her name.
~SRC
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/104
When you're smart and studious your brain becomes so glorious....no one can deny!
He's got that "Brain Fro"
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He's got that "Brain Fro"
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Drawing Spirals in the Sky
She laced her boots with comet thread,
a hush of stars beneath her tread.
The rings of Saturn, soft and wide,
became her stage, her truth, her tide.
Each turn—a whisper lost in light,
each leap—a kiss on edge of night.
She spun where silence holds its breath,
between the weight of birth and death.
The butterflies, in pale ballet,
kept time in wings of soft decay.
Their shimmer danced with lunar grace,
around her form in endless space.
No tether pulled, no planet bound,
her skates sang songs without a sound.
She wasn’t lost. She wasn’t known.
She drew her spirals all alone.
The planets paused to watch her glide,
a figure poised between two dreams,
her arms a hymn, her gaze the tide
that pulled the cosmos at the seams.
And as the galaxies looked on,
she carved a path that dusk had drawn—
a trail of motion, slow and high,
forever drawing in the sky.
~SRC
She laced her boots with comet thread,
a hush of stars beneath her tread.
The rings of Saturn, soft and wide,
became her stage, her truth, her tide.
Each turn—a whisper lost in light,
each leap—a kiss on edge of night.
She spun where silence holds its breath,
between the weight of birth and death.
The butterflies, in pale ballet,
kept time in wings of soft decay.
Their shimmer danced with lunar grace,
around her form in endless space.
No tether pulled, no planet bound,
her skates sang songs without a sound.
She wasn’t lost. She wasn’t known.
She drew her spirals all alone.
The planets paused to watch her glide,
a figure poised between two dreams,
her arms a hymn, her gaze the tide
that pulled the cosmos at the seams.
And as the galaxies looked on,
she carved a path that dusk had drawn—
a trail of motion, slow and high,
forever drawing in the sky.
~SRC
In moonlight's glow, she's wild and free,
A girl transformed, a fox is she.
With eyes that gleam, and fur so red,
In shadows danced, her human shed.
Through tangled woods, she finds her way,
A spirit wild, no words to say.
In twilight's hush, she roams the night,
Feeling foxy, under starlight.
~SRC
"Feeling Foxy" available via @objktcom
A girl transformed, a fox is she.
With eyes that gleam, and fur so red,
In shadows danced, her human shed.
Through tangled woods, she finds her way,
A spirit wild, no words to say.
In twilight's hush, she roams the night,
Feeling foxy, under starlight.
~SRC
"Feeling Foxy" available via @objktcom
She climbed the sky not with wings, but with will;
for even gravity respects a soul determined to fly.
~SRC
for even gravity respects a soul determined to fly.
~SRC
Good morning, everyone! ☕🌈✨
May your day be bold, colorful, and filled with just the right amount of spice.
Cheers to a day that’s anything but ordinary! 🌟
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/97
May your day be bold, colorful, and filled with just the right amount of spice.
Cheers to a day that’s anything but ordinary! 🌟
https://rodeo.club/post/0x5B08f4173A3017ad8724169bf44ADb2C7126313B/97
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