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Poems by Richard Hovelsrud

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12/20/2013Her Pretty Eyes97Romanticism
12/02/2013A Nightmare147Prose Poetry
11/22/2013This is My Pain226Romanticism
11/07/2013A Dead Truth158Prose Poetry
11/05/2013Clever Dreams244Romanticism
11/05/2013Let it Ring1442Free verse
10/23/2013I Smell a Rose346Romanticism
09/28/2013When Her Eyes Turn Blue266Romanticism
09/22/2013Let it Bleed118Romanticism
09/19/2013Exotic Wonderland128Romanticism
09/08/2013Kiss Me188Romanticism
09/08/2013You are Love211Romanticism
08/15/2013Blood Tattoos129Romanticism
07/30/2013One Last Thing188Romanticism
07/17/2013I need a Girl162Romanticism
07/11/2013Mad Mind226Romanticism
03/04/2013Dear Poe168Prose Poetry
03/03/2013The Evil Inside Me180Prose Poetry
02/25/2013The Mind's Labyrinth171Prose Poetry

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Bloggers PhotoTo those who dwell on the hidden layers of the human mind, to those who dig deep within their subconscious to find themselves, and their creativity, and to those who discover something within their own dark labyrinth that comes unexpected and sometimes unwanted.

I speak of course to all of us, the poets, and all the psychological responsibility that is bestowed upon those who choose to record their lives on paper with a pen. We poets are unique, we covet imagination above all else, our emotions run free through us, sometimes with fierce intensity, and sometimes we search through the shadows of our souls, to unlock something as mundane as a particular word, or most often, an idea, the elusive abstraction that is the fundamental source of a poem.

An idea can open the flood gates to all areas of human thought, an over-abundance of individual material, life is full of potential, but what separates the poet from the bystander, is that we, the poets, read between the lines.

I will only record my worldviews, my thoughts, and the inner directory of my soul with you, ironically, I will share with you the most profound parts of myself. 

But you will never know my surface, where I live, whom I love, and what I do with my life, or who is in my life. But I hope you enjoy what I have to say, and it is an honor to share with all of you.