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.
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9 thoughts on “Hanna”
What a true beauty and picture of innocence. Fifth grade is definitely an age when you believe you have the world by the tail,as many believe this fallacy at that age. Life is difficult,but allow Gods strength to be your strength.
Julia
What a true beauty and picture of innocence. Fifth grade is definitely an age when you believe you have the world by the tail,as many believe this fallacy at that age. Life is difficult,but allow Gods strength to be your strength.
Julia
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At a time when innocent crushes was our introduction of possible wonderful things to come. Be blessed…
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A surprising ending! Sweet poem. 🌼
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Thank you.
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Oh the 5th grade crushes-:)
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Yea, those times. 🥹
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😎❤️🥹
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I love how this ends. Beautiful and brutally true at the same time. I remember those days…
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Thank you much. Yes, those early days were merciless at times.
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