Baby girl

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Five steps to what seemed my one

It wasn’t long, her wisdom took over

As she suddenly let go of my fingers

She took off- hurrying barefooted

Back and forth down the sidewalk

In her version of a drunken sailor

Sunlight danced off her curly hair

Sundress and excited arms were flying

Giggles added to her growing charm

Her laughter was certainly infectious

I swear, this girl was born half angel

You could tell by her half tooth smile

The first time she really tasted freedom

She has been chasing after it…ever since

a/k/a Daddy

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I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's 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 a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, 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. View all posts by Poet of the Light

Published July 17, 2021