Unsophisticated attire

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She has vanished yet once again

Like the warming morning sun

Beyond the gray pall of winter

By way of a crows shadow, I guess

No note, no rhyme, no- matter

I oft made mind to greet, to need

So too has her mellifluous tweets

Of caring, understanding and reason

She used to visit, to chat like a friend

I miss what meaningful is missing

Maybe I’ve misstated something

Or I- was nothing more than a stop

Somewhere between north and south

A void between sad and her happiness

Albeit, briefly she does peeks through

Some obscure skyline clouded hole

I’ve seen evidence, what little there is

Perhaps dressed secretly as a moon

Or a zephyr that passed in silence

Far from my sight, like a rare bird

That flies only because their needs rise

I’m- just too simple minded to know

And now, I feel it most intentional

Oh, if only I was more than I am

If only I could follow enough to know

Or do I know a truth I don’t want to?

Perhaps its an unconscious punishment

For something I wasn’t or said, did?

Or worse, obtuse to the aura she posses

When cast upon us…dressed as scarecrows

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Poet of the Light © 2020

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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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