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.
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16 thoughts on “Heartfalls”
Honestly this is pure magic. Words defy me to describe how clever and deep and brilliant this poem is.. you are one hell of an amazing soul and writer.. So so wonderful. Thanks for such a precious gift of a poem.
Honestly this is pure magic. Words defy me to describe how clever and deep and brilliant this poem is.. you are one hell of an amazing soul and writer.. So so wonderful. Thanks for such a precious gift of a poem.
Wow. You’ve done it again. Where do you find the time to crank out all of these MAGICAL pieces? This closing phrase blows my mind: “colliding mountainside mirages”
BTW, I think ” Or perhaps, it’s wandering ghost”should be “its”
And, you might be missing a verb here (not sure, actually): ” Just when I getting that feeling”
is one person's journey told through short stories and poems. "She smiled defiantly, knowing her skin looked even more enticing in the moonlight." Vesna
Honestly this is pure magic. Words defy me to describe how clever and deep and brilliant this poem is.. you are one hell of an amazing soul and writer.. So so wonderful. Thanks for such a precious gift of a poem.
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You humble me with your words. Thank you much my friend. Be blessed…
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Honestly this is pure magic. Words defy me to describe how clever and deep and brilliant this poem is.. you are one hell of an amazing soul and writer.. So so wonderful. Thanks for such a precious gift of a poem.
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I like this comment because it’s true:
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Once again you have created a master piece. But as always I am never surprised . Your words are priceless, my dear friend.
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Most kind of you to say. Thank you deeply dear friend.
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you are so welcome.😊
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Lovely, my friend.. Sometimes I run out of words to express the beauty of yours. ♥️💐
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Any attempt will suffice, thank you.
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This is so very very eloquently versed indeed
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Deeply appreciated, thank you.
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You are very welcome indeed
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Wow. You’ve done it again. Where do you find the time to crank out all of these MAGICAL pieces? This closing phrase blows my mind: “colliding mountainside mirages”
BTW, I think ” Or perhaps, it’s wandering ghost”should be “its”
And, you might be missing a verb here (not sure, actually): ” Just when I getting that feeling”
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Thank again for the typo heads up and complement, Ben.
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