No arriver

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 Sometimes, Its gets all too quiet  
 Can’t sleep, very long at nights
 My anxious heart feels its pain   
 Now I take, my midnight stroll
 In the fog and damp chilly cold  
 Pretending we walk hand in hand
 Just like in all my dreams, alone  
 Taking a short rest upon a bench
 As rain becomes soft snow instead   
 Where I watch lovers embrace again
 When they step down from the train
 As I wonder, would we do the same;  
 Or would you never dare let me go?   
 Shame, we will never really know  
 But I’ll still dream of you...again  
 
 
 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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