Stupefy

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 I had slowly began appreciating  
 Full spiked flavor of Sangria
 And center of your attention
 Adding to my quick intoxication 
 While you were softly saying  
 Those little right things that
 Kept me in a drunken stupor  
 And bathing in my misthinking
 After all, clowns; just amusement   
 Your obvious lack of desire for me
 Came to light in times of quietness
 I realized somehow, I meant nothing  
 As withdrawals turned to shivers  
 And colorful daydreams faded away 
 My harsh reality … a sad sobering  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 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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22 thoughts on “Stupefy”

      3. Like red vine flowing through a waterfall, then some tequila served by the riverbed, and then finally we all just take a huge dip in the Poet’s tipsy ocean😉💐❤️

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