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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4 thoughts on “Could’ve been’s”
It’s interesting – I think in another poem you wrote that you would never let go of your memories.
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Most likely I have, Ben. There can be many forms of metaphoric drowning… like in alcohol, sadness or otherwise.
Nearly all my posted poetry in not indicative of my personal life. I find inspirations from many facets of life, of others, songs or situations to draw from. Thanks for your support and comments. Be blessed…
if it’s not indicative of your personal life, it’s all the more impressive that you convey these emotions so powerfully.
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Thank you, Ben.