Mildly published writery type. Feeds on intriguing imagery.

Michigan   

Camp Johnson Crossing NW    “Violins are for sissies” she said “I play violin” I answered “I like sissies” she replied

I live in my own head    I can't write more than ten words at a time, I get exhausted easy!!!

England    I only know I am xxx

🇸🇬    Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they ...

Carthage, Tunisia    ‘For Bouazzi, Shelley’s rhetoric is “bound up with the human makeup” (11). This toughly elegant formulation articulates the book’s conviction that Shelley’s affirmation and disaffirmation ...

F/Somewhere in Vermont....    Ma Cherie - that's me my darling I have a light that shines inside it brightly glows the way for me regardless - of where ...

I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.

barbados    I am K-mari Myself inspired me the most I love writing my own songs and poems All poems u see are original by K-mari ©.

Prayer   

When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I ...

Just an artist that loves his wife and writes to see her smile and BTW **ALL RIGHTS RESERVED**

Hear my spoken words and songs at: soundcloud.com/notestraveling

21/F/tokyo    ❀ ig: @ocean_lagoons ❀ twt: @ocean_lagoons ❀

I write as a release from everything going on around me. Whether it be my anxiety getting in the way or my suicidal ideation. When ...

In your imagination    I'm not here to save the world, or destroy it. Simply, just to live in it.

Elizabethtown    Aspiring happiness & inspiration in this hazy world. © Copyright 2015