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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11 thoughts on “Scintillate”
Very beautiful. You may have an extra ‘t’ in the last line.
Very beautiful. You may have an extra ‘t’ in the last line.
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Thank you, Ben.
I often change up for some archaic words “was for twas.” artistically but thanks for noticing and the shout out on it.
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Very beautiful poem
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Thank you for saying so.
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It’s a pleasure
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How do u know she wasntvtge moth and u the fire
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IF it was about me, it would be from my perspective and not hers.
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Oh geez 🙄
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Dismissive now?
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If I carried on with this one it just would’ve went in circles
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Or too late because you went of the cliff in the first place…
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