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.
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No prob. It’s my pleasure.
Listen, the title’s given me an idea for a poem. If I use it, can I add a link onto “glossed over” sending the reader to you?
These words have brought some closure. I cared deeply for a fella’ who just went away. I’ve grappled with the sadness for a bit trying to rationalize, blaming myself, then just being angry at him. Poison prison for my soul. Now i understand that when i started to reach into the layers I frightened him away. These words are medicine for the broken heart. Amazing work. Obrigado.
Those who are honorable will sacrifice self, in one way, shape or form, before harming someone they love, imo. Love shouldn’t keep us prisoners when love is about freedom itself.
Your comment was most gratifying and humbling, Thank you for your kind words.
You romanticize Heartake..I love a poem that makes me feel a feeling from reading the words..although it makes me feel sad for you, the writer, I feel it must touch anyone who reads it.
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
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Oh I love this!
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😉 Thank you my friend, it warms my heart.
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No prob. It’s my pleasure.
Listen, the title’s given me an idea for a poem. If I use it, can I add a link onto “glossed over” sending the reader to you?
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BY all means…TY
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Just finished it.
Should I send through Contact here or message to you via Instagram for your approval?
I can send it now if you have a minute.
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You can send it to my email poetofthelight5@gmail.com
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These words have brought some closure. I cared deeply for a fella’ who just went away. I’ve grappled with the sadness for a bit trying to rationalize, blaming myself, then just being angry at him. Poison prison for my soul. Now i understand that when i started to reach into the layers I frightened him away. These words are medicine for the broken heart. Amazing work. Obrigado.
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Those who are honorable will sacrifice self, in one way, shape or form, before harming someone they love, imo. Love shouldn’t keep us prisoners when love is about freedom itself.
Your comment was most gratifying and humbling, Thank you for your kind words.
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Powerful!
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Thank you…
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Reblogged this on New Life in Christ Jesus.
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Thank you for your comment and reblog..
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My ABSOLUTE pleasure bro! I’m soooo excited to see all that the Lord is doing in the lives of His people in this season!
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Amen to that.
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Nicely said!
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You romanticize Heartake..I love a poem that makes me feel a feeling from reading the words..although it makes me feel sad for you, the writer, I feel it must touch anyone who reads it.
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Thank you for affirming I’m achieving my writing target of …moving the reader I’ve drawn into the poem. ; )
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