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.
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Wao. This is amazing.
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Thank you much my friend.
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The ending, perfect
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Yes, for both I dare say. 😆 Thank you.
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That put chills through me.
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Hmmm maybe you were reading while outside in the cold? 😉
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Hmm . No just your words are amazing.
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Love this, especially ‘hypnotic toxin in chase’
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Thank you for both reading and commenting. Glad you enjoyed it.
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