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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In The Beginning Man Tried Ascending To Heaven via The Tower Of Babel. Now He Tries To Elevate His Existence To A Heavenly State of Consciousness Thru The Use Of Hallucinogenic Drugs. And, Since The 20th Century, He Continually Voyages Into Outer Space Using Spacecrafts. Prayer Thru Christ Is The Only Way To Reach Heaven.
felt like reciting this loud. loved this piece!
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Glad you enjoyed it. Thank you
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Superbly evoked
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Thank you
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You’re very welcome
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In the depths of these verses breathes a whisper of peace.
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Thank you for reading and commenting both.
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Disappearing in to fog for a bit is the feeling that came to mind. Hugs my dear friend❤️
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Yes, much like a fog. Thank you
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❤️
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