Comet

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Once in dark lines of poetry

you were the angel that found me

and spoke openly to my heart

in a language of whispers

that I never heard, but felt

and knew- instinctively

that you spoke a lovers truth

in a bright fiery light passing by

but when I blinked

your image slipped away

and every since, I’ve been lost again

like a run away child

searching for you arms

and beating song- of your heart

oh, how my pain simply implodes

causing me to lose control

If I could only turn back the arms

that now holds me here alone

while my soul bleeds- in streams of tears

my raw scars don’t hurt half as bad

as your obviously- your absence has

and all my peace remains elusive

until your ghostly presence

finally comes back to stay

to bodily lay- along by my side

and gift me that sweet song for all time

reverberating from your heart to mine

in a long embraceable sleep together…at last

Poet of the Light © 2019

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If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between the metaphoric lines. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unwritable things never whispered of. In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed. But, otherwise, I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line but even the shades and innuendo 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 gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, 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. 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.

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14 thoughts on “Comet”

  4. I enjoyed the parallel paths of the comet and love. Sometimes we are blessed to experience the return of a comet in our lifetime. However, experiencing the reunion with a lost, yet never forgotten love is even more precious.

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