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.
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Grief dies not have a time limit, your words are sad ,yet it takes great courage to write them, and ask your questions. May you find peace and heal, saying prayer for your family. My condolences on your loss.
Thank you for reading and your sentiments, and your prayers and understanding. You’re correct, grief is not bound by a time table anymore than the love for our beloved is.
oh, this is really sad, Poet.
😦
David
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Yes, and thank you, David. Thats the thing about grief, second guesses linger.
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Grief dies not have a time limit, your words are sad ,yet it takes great courage to write them, and ask your questions. May you find peace and heal, saying prayer for your family. My condolences on your loss.
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Thank you for reading and your sentiments, and your prayers and understanding. You’re correct, grief is not bound by a time table anymore than the love for our beloved is.
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This my friend. I believe is how every loving parent feels. ❤️
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You might be right, thank you
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Well my opinion.. ❤️
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this is very sad,… great composition … and it feels just too real!
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Everything about life and loss is real to someone. This happens to be true for me. Thank you kindly.
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Lighting a candle for you, poet. 🕯 ❤
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Thank you
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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tears are streaming when I read this my friend. it’s too familiar and relatable. Blessings Poet.
💖🙏
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The tug a war between life and love dancing on our fallibility. Thank you
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soooo true and it’s just so final. You’re so welcome 💖
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My genuine care to you dear Poet. Grief is a very unique and difficult journey. ❤💗❤
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I appreciate you and your words. Thank you. Be blessed…
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