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.
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11 thoughts on “Otherwise”
This is so true. I feel like I too rush through life without enjoying the scenery. We all need to slow down and enjoy every minute.
This is so true. I feel like I too rush through life without enjoying the scenery. We all need to slow down and enjoy every minute.
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Yes, and the pleasurable people we can share them with.
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Yes. So true.
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Hmmm… were you writing about me?? 😉 Love this.
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Thank you and ummm maybe? lol
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Wow.
Beautiful.
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Thank you my friend…
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Great…..
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I am working my way – too slowly for my liking – towards the horse in the meadow.
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Knowing your intended direction would seem to be half the battle. Look forward to seeing your arrival.
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😌 it should be an interesting journey
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