Anthology Reveries that I call Poetry | by T!el Fajardo

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Since I have some time now, I’ve put together this anthology for you all. If you think my effort is worth it and the quality is good, feel free to buy me a coffee,  there’s a button at the end too. Feel free to share this post and comment too.

I’ve also added a few extra poems that you might not have seen before.

How This Works

I’m testing an intricate idea here. This post is a single post with a collection of poems separated by pages (you might see page breaks depending on where you are reading this), with chapters and titles organized by the appropriate headings (no hyperlinks). Call it my postfolio; it’s a post analogous to a book.


Introduction

Welcome to a journey through language, writing, and the metatextual world of poetry. We’ll explore how language can be both a creative tool and a barrier. From the playful frustration of crumpled drafts to the powerful imagery of ink and blood, these verses challenge traditional forms, blending free verse with deliberate constraints.

The author

Twilight Banter

— I Am. An angel.
Who the hell are you?

— I’m the inevitable devil,
who knows your damn blues.

— I am the light,
the true morning star.

— That title sure suits you.
I prefer being ‘the midnight’.
Now you should be sleeping, oldie,
Lemme burn more oil for now.

— Oh, well, that’s fun,
but take my advice.
Delay casting shadows,
day’s about to shine.
When you return tonight,
be sure to bring damn wine.


I can hear a song out of it, I have a melody in mind. What do you think? Would you be interested in seeing where it leads/ how it gets? If you can think of something as well, though, let me know. We can colaborate in some way.