… are many things I’m learning about your caustic love I never wanted to know, or thought could be possible, let alone- cause me to flee everything about it, you to- here. This is no bruised ego prattling away nonsensically, this is my broken heart, hurt- bleeding and now damaged…by you. Betrayal is just one of the worse things you claimed with your angelical eyes, soft speaking voice, that you could never do to someone you really loved. Now, I’m sure of the veracity of those words, forever echoing in the muddy waters I find myself surrounded by- now. How naively I must have seemed, to have overlooked the most obvious fact, you never really loved- me. I must now…
I'm the aberrational poet your English teacher warned you not to read or follow into the literary abyss. If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between fogyish metaphoric lines. I'll be armed with my quill and papyrus where at will I can wield my power as a writer to erase you from my realm. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unprintable things like a ghost in imaginary darkness.
In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed poetically. But, otherwise, I’m a simple free spirited poetic writer wordsmithing outside the grammatical lines and rules. An easy going romantic rebel at heart.
I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers.
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Whispers of a poet's heart 