Out of sight, out of mind

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 I’ll break free behind neon clouds
 When I know you’re not looking
 Not that you’d notice it anyhow  
 He’s really what you’ve wanted  
 But you ain’t getting anything  
 Left to the dark of your own heart  
 And you’re stranded- in between
 Your dreams and today’s reality  
 I know, I’m just the fools moon  
 You talk to when you feel alone  
 If you feel like far away company  
 It seems safer for you that way
 You really need to finally move on  
 And stop pretending that you have  
 You’re just a silly phase my heart
 Is mysteriously gotten locked onto  
 Before every new red dawn comes  
 And you’re back to wanting him
 Until I’ve become new and whole  
 I’ll go on being… your forgotten  
 
 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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15 thoughts on “Out of sight, out of mind”

    1. Thank you and I believe the need for an apostrophe is disputed y the elite scholars. Cambridge and Oxford dictionaries list only list [fools] for plural of the noun fool. This may be why my seperate English and French Word programs keep correcting each other’s spelling and grammar however I agree with your premise.

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