Aberrant

Poet of the Light creative writing October 30, 2020October 30, 2020 1 Minute

 
 As if my soul accepted  
 some archaic folklore  
 of waiting for that one  
 shot of a lifetime chance
 at an ethereal kind of love  
 I fully accepted it, as real
 
 
 It was passed down over
 the ages of time, if a man
 caught the twinkles of a
 woman eyes over the vast  
 horizontal plains, they’d be
 decreed soulmates, in life
 
 
 I stood gazing outwardly
 over these immense plains
 hoping I’d see slightest  
 of glimmer of her light
 as all the years passed by  
 it remained beyond mine
 
 
 Still that inner feeling  
 churned- deep inside me  
 begging me to just stay,
 stare a bit longer, believe  
 that one day it will gleam
 become mine- to behold  
 
 
 On a gray foggy morning
 in the wee hours predawn
 out my weary eyes a flash
 appeared for but a second
 I’m woke and waiting for
 the unfolding… conclusion  
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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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. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light

Published October 30, 2020October 30, 2020

11 thoughts on “Aberrant”

Diana says:

October 30, 2020 at 9:48 pm

Aww.. This was a 🌠 and🌌 which gleamed in my 👁️….. Beautiful.❤️💐

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1. Poet of the Light says:
  
  October 30, 2020 at 10:01 pm
  
  Thank you, Diana for your lovely comment.
  
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d.a.simpsonwriter says:

October 31, 2020 at 5:54 am

Very beautiful indeed

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1. Poet of the Light says:
  
  October 31, 2020 at 6:42 am
  
  Thank you much
  
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  1. d.a.simpsonwriter says:
    
    November 1, 2020 at 7:52 am
    
    It’s a pleasure
    
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vintageblack says:

November 1, 2020 at 6:08 am

hey, beautiful poem. jst wondering – are you sure you are “receiving” her, well? are you listening to her music, to her messages, to her cries for help, to her tiredness? maybe she’s been shouting out loud, explicitly, and non-explicitly, and all her actions and words have been severely misinterpreted, by all those that do not really know her well. Jst saying 🙂
aberrant has a very negative connotation to me, apologies if i am misreading you. deviant has a more positive tone. there are many ways to express feelings of longing and love, you know.
Just trying to give you another perspective.
I wish you great luck in your once in a lifetime love endeavours 🙂

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1. Poet of the Light says:
  
  November 1, 2020 at 6:28 am
  
  Maybe you have. Thank you for reading and commenting both
  
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  1. vintageblack says:
    
    November 1, 2020 at 7:10 am
    
    and no problem. i do as much reading and commenting on other’s ideas, words, or art, as I can but sometimes i think i should really take a break or give up. life on Earth has a limit and i sentient thinkers need to live real life too.
    
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  2. Poet of the Light says:
    
    November 1, 2020 at 7:44 am
    
    I accept all comments whether they concur with any statement or implications my write offer or not. However, their subjective inferences are purely up to the reader, not me. While this fictional story serves more as a metaphor about a chosen path for pure love, it can be interpreted in may ways.
    
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  3. vintageblack says:
    
    November 1, 2020 at 7:59 am
    
    that’s very true, and i accept your feedback too 🙂 interpretation is hard. i think many people overinterpret, misinterpret, do not interpret. ask for context or do not. everyone is in fact. we are all in this same fight and more or less speak the same language. My full respect for your written voice, and time to reply to my comments, and courage, to voice up this metaphorical fiction. 🙂
    
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vintageblack says:

November 1, 2020 at 6:38 am

what you write is very beautiful. I am commenting here because – i have gone through a situation where i see the other person’s behaviour as otherworldly unexplainable and deviant and (self)damaging and really missing out several once-in-a-lifetime deep love chances; failing to see that all she is doing is collaborating and giving her all based on context and circumstances, to the point of exhausting her energy, patience, and deep love. only thing is that – he, on the receiving end, is extroverted and has a large virtual gang behind. inherently introverted people have different needs and rythms of self-expression and their natural way of natural expression is “petit-comite” like, specially as far as feelings are concerned. maybe does not apply to your situation, in which case – please forgive my wordy paragraph 🙂 regardless, very beautiful poem.

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