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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9 thoughts on “Beleaguered”
“But you would have to feel something first” an awesome line👌
“But you would have to feel something first” an awesome line👌
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Good to hear from you again my friend and Thank you.
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My pleasure 🙂
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This one felt
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The past really does hold on like a chain, never letting us forget. Holding us back from going on.
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Yes, I think it tends to until it’s replaced by something more powerful.
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Oh my… I can relate so much to this In this time in my life.
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Thank you my friend. Sorry it has to be so relatable.
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Sometimes sadly it’s just the way it is.
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