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.
Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer.
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I love this simple, elegant transitionary line: “And your trusting hand takes mine”
Totally up to you to change your mind and not like it in part or full. Implied doesn’t always match inference. I’ve enjoyed our exchange and I do hope I haven’t offended you in some way.
Funny how many times I try to comment naturally in reply in this little box at your place now, but find myself caught in an endless loop of self-judgement. Thanks for having like-supported my work, I suppose. That was honest and/or it enabled me to see yours, which in some ways is like a vast number of others I’ve come across. At first it didn’t bother me too much here, and I focussed on the love, but I guess my mood is fallible. Shall we blame it on the moon? Happy travels.
I’m sorry my and other artistic works here on WordPress brings out the worst for you. You’re welcome to slam my work all you wish because I’m different or for whatever reason you wish. It doesn’t change who I am or what I’ll write. If I don’t like someones else’s post, I simply avoid commenting out of respect albeit I still support their post as a writer/artist but that’s just me being me and I don’t need any rhetorical excuses to excuse myself.
I’ve done the same (avoiding commenting and/or still supporting their posts as a writer/artists) at various stages and times in the past. Thank you so much for your kind reply and compassionate understanding. Your works also at some point brought out or revealed the best in me, or however that should be phrased. I’m sorry they didn’t yesterday. That’s partly on me. I agree, you don’t need any rhetorical excuses to excuse yourself. Thanks for replying.
Nice try… If it were about compassion or understanding, you might’ve held yourself to these standards by swallowing your bitterness first, instead of attempting to use your like a cudgel and be injurious to others simply because you’re suffering from a bad mood and want to childishly take it out on others you point to as mostly at fault.
Do feel free to see yourself down the road where others write more palatable reads to match your changing whims.
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Whispers of a poet's heart 
I love this simple, elegant transitionary line: “And your trusting hand takes mine”
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Thank you. The balance of shared gifts, each other.
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Beautifully evoked
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Thank you…
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You’re welcome
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I love this one. Classically romantic and comforting. Such lovely cosy imagery.
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Thank you. I’m happy to read you enjoyed it so well.
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It was this line that got me… “And your trusting hand takes mine”… on second read, I feel differently about the poem. Captivating line though.
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Totally up to you to change your mind and not like it in part or full. Implied doesn’t always match inference. I’ve enjoyed our exchange and I do hope I haven’t offended you in some way.
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Funny how many times I try to comment naturally in reply in this little box at your place now, but find myself caught in an endless loop of self-judgement. Thanks for having like-supported my work, I suppose. That was honest and/or it enabled me to see yours, which in some ways is like a vast number of others I’ve come across. At first it didn’t bother me too much here, and I focussed on the love, but I guess my mood is fallible. Shall we blame it on the moon? Happy travels.
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I’m sorry my and other artistic works here on WordPress brings out the worst for you. You’re welcome to slam my work all you wish because I’m different or for whatever reason you wish. It doesn’t change who I am or what I’ll write. If I don’t like someones else’s post, I simply avoid commenting out of respect albeit I still support their post as a writer/artist but that’s just me being me and I don’t need any rhetorical excuses to excuse myself.
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I’ve done the same (avoiding commenting and/or still supporting their posts as a writer/artists) at various stages and times in the past. Thank you so much for your kind reply and compassionate understanding. Your works also at some point brought out or revealed the best in me, or however that should be phrased. I’m sorry they didn’t yesterday. That’s partly on me. I agree, you don’t need any rhetorical excuses to excuse yourself. Thanks for replying.
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Nice try… If it were about compassion or understanding, you might’ve held yourself to these standards by swallowing your bitterness first, instead of attempting to use your like a cudgel and be injurious to others simply because you’re suffering from a bad mood and want to childishly take it out on others you point to as mostly at fault.
Do feel free to see yourself down the road where others write more palatable reads to match your changing whims.
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Likewise. 100%.
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Already gone….
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