Recently I’ve discovered how distasteful I find in others who have been taking what is laid out bare before the world for free, the artistic bleeding of ones life experiences only to have other apathetic people lacking any heartbeat or conscious; steal such experiences, repackage them, market them in their own words and even worse, sell them for monetary gain via books of their claimed copyrighted materiel. I’m sure these soul-less people who pretend to bleed from a false past suffrage, laugh all the way to the bank with blood money they rationalize as hard earned. I offer them no pity and I’m sure the wrath they’ve earned- won’t either.
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I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light