Days of Future Past

A Poem
by Anca Mihaela Bruma
Transcendental Deliberation
I left you there!…
Between semicolons and dashes,
lost inside the days of future past,
stuck in your grammatical mentality
and lyrical augmentations…
Even when you raised your punctuation
you could not decipher my heart’s alphabet…
Your comma kept jumping over my sentence,
my feelings now, are ended in exclamation marks!…
you can find my Eternity
inside your midnight hour
with hidden notes beneath your skin
and my symmetrical soul
with its scarlet connotations.
I AM the curator of Hearts
and the alchemist of LOVE!
Your punctuation below,
my quotation above!…
Anca Mihaela Bruma is an educator, lecturer, performance poet, eclectic thinker, mentor with staunch multi-cultural mindset and entrepreneurial attitude. She considers herself a global citizen, having lived in four continents. Her eclecticism can be seen in her intertwined studies, she pursued: a Bachelor of Arts (Romania) and a Master of Business Administration (Australia).
Painting by Dorina Costras

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Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, reviews, and books can be found. He is a Best of the Net and three-time Pushcart Prize nominee. Scott's poetry books include: Songs of a Dissident (Transcendent Zero Press, 2015), Chaos Songs (Weasel Press, 2016), Happy Hour Hallelujah (CTU Publishing, 2016), and Poison in Paradise (Alien Buddha Press, 2017). Scott is a member of The Southern Collective Experience; he also serves as an editor for Walking Is Still Honest Press, The Blue Mountain Review, The Peregrine Muse, and Novelmasters.

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