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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We share very similar views about “writing from the heart, POL Perhaps the only difference of any interest is I myself think of it as writing from both the heart and mind at once. The idea of speaking authentically, true to ourselves, has been on my mind quite a bit these past 30 or so days. What a coincidence to stumble across your blog!
Also, it’s possible “Tide’s Out” is about to inspire a blog post. Maybe, maybe not. I’ll link back to it if and when it does.
I’m kind of excited to meet you, actually. The similarities are too important to make any differences matter to me.
Here’s my take on it: I don’t think anyone knows for certain they speak the truth. The best any of us can hope for is to speak the Honest truth — the truth as we honestly see it. None of us are really in a position to say, “You are right or wrong”. Not say that and literally mean we know for certain what we’re talking about. But all of us can speak the truth as we honestly see it.
Interesting. All truth is honest…to someone. The only truth I know, is my ever-changing own. All else, in my humble opinion, is merely conjecture that I’m working at understanding, and know then how it may or may not relate to me.
btw, how can anything be “too (excessive)” anything instead of merely prevalent because it maybe lacking elsewhere? : )
Poésie et textes originaux par Marina Rogard - Un autre regard sur l'amour, une parenthèse de lumière avec des mots qui jouent et dansent avec les coeurs.
We share very similar views about “writing from the heart, POL Perhaps the only difference of any interest is I myself think of it as writing from both the heart and mind at once. The idea of speaking authentically, true to ourselves, has been on my mind quite a bit these past 30 or so days. What a coincidence to stumble across your blog!
Also, it’s possible “Tide’s Out” is about to inspire a blog post. Maybe, maybe not. I’ll link back to it if and when it does.
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Thank you for your read and comment. Perhaps you’re right and that’s where our similarity juxtaposition diverges ?
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I posted with a link back to your poem. Here’s the link because the pingback appears delayed:
https://cafephilos.blog/2019/03/14/pauls-random-annoying-question-of-the-moment-8/
I’m kind of excited to meet you, actually. The similarities are too important to make any differences matter to me.
Here’s my take on it: I don’t think anyone knows for certain they speak the truth. The best any of us can hope for is to speak the Honest truth — the truth as we honestly see it. None of us are really in a position to say, “You are right or wrong”. Not say that and literally mean we know for certain what we’re talking about. But all of us can speak the truth as we honestly see it.
That’s my take. What’s yours?
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Interesting. All truth is honest…to someone. The only truth I know, is my ever-changing own. All else, in my humble opinion, is merely conjecture that I’m working at understanding, and know then how it may or may not relate to me.
btw, how can anything be “too (excessive)” anything instead of merely prevalent because it maybe lacking elsewhere? : )
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