Published by Poet of the Light
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, Iβm 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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Thank the heavens : ‘And my….. breathe was gifted’…. π ππ
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Thank you. I suppose i need a breath before I can breathe. π
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Magnificent…
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Thank you..
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You are very welcome
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God, it’s so consistently good. You need to stop before I lose my breath. Wow.
A question – what do you mean by “thine own eyes”? The speaker is beholding somebody he loves with her own eyes? How do you parse the ending?
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To see himself in her eyes of him finally observing her… Its meant to cause question or confusion. Guess it worked… Thanks- Ben
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