I'm the aberrational poet your English teacher warned you not to read or follow into the literary abyss. If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between fogyish metaphoric lines. I'll be armed with my quill and papyrus where at will I can wield my power as a writer to erase you from my realm. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unprintable things like a ghost in imaginary darkness.
In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed poetically. But, otherwise, I’m a simple free spirited poetic writer wordsmithing outside the grammatical lines and rules. An easy going romantic rebel at heart.
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.
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At least your sadness wears hope, writes music, paints mountains, warms dreams, and seduces you.
Many millions must now appreciate and be grateful for their blessings and hold on to the future they are bound to create. I am lucky to have friends that have “things” and “places,” though I seldom borrow them. My most treasured “possession” is my wife. It is wise to wait to find the one you love rather than filling that place with someone out of loneliness. This plague will not last forever. God bless you.
Thank you and God bless you as well. Even Job learned to appreciate his woes and understand the need of his plight. Cardinal Newman’s prayer on vocation accompanies me daily.
Whispers of a poet's heart 
At least your sadness wears hope, writes music, paints mountains, warms dreams, and seduces you.
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Thank you. Yes, hope remains alive like an unchartered star awaiting discovery.
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Many millions must now appreciate and be grateful for their blessings and hold on to the future they are bound to create. I am lucky to have friends that have “things” and “places,” though I seldom borrow them. My most treasured “possession” is my wife. It is wise to wait to find the one you love rather than filling that place with someone out of loneliness. This plague will not last forever. God bless you.
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Thank you and God bless you as well. Even Job learned to appreciate his woes and understand the need of his plight. Cardinal Newman’s prayer on vocation accompanies me daily.
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Heartfelt read.
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Thank you
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That last line punched me right in the gut.
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Yes, sometimes it like going 120 mph to a dead stop. Thank you C.D.
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Yes… Yes. Surreal, but very well written, my friend 💐❤️
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Well- I’d much rather live it but thank you my friend.
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