Detoured

acceptance, art, creative writing, depression, Desire, emotions, heartstrings, In memory of a beloved, literature, loneliness, loss of a loved one, love, memories, philosophy, poetry, poets, self-discovery, self-reflection, sensual, short stories 1 Minute

I’m reminded of the times

You pulled me from darkness

Where life left me stranded

Steeped in unknown fringes  

You reflected a strength

That I once herald myself

Before the scars I bare now

And long before your birth

I still recall our conversations

Where you inspired me onward

Hugged hope back into my heart

Wiped away my fallen tears                              

Modeling unconditional love

That separates us… for now

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Poet of the Light © 2021  

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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. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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11 thoughts on “Detoured”

      1. I am so so sorry 💜I cannot imagine. It’s incredible the way you are writing about her and loving her. I believe that the spirit is eternal…I have had more experiences than I can count with others who have passed and my own spirit. If you don’t mind sharing what is your daughters name. If it’s none of my business incompletely understand. Your words about her are beautiful- the pain is immeasurable I am sure. Please keep writing as this is how she comes through you ❤️💜❤️

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