16/MN   

New York    What cruel humor in the fact that you will find the love you have been searching for your entire life posthumously. We will all experience …

53/F/Victoria, BC, Canada    My full-time job is doing whatever I feel like when I wake up each day. The pay sucks, but the fringe benefits can't be beat.

40/M    Welcome to the space where words breathe and sound bleeds emotion. I’m Malcolm Gladwin, a poet, writer, and musician exploring the edges of form and …

39/M/The Desert    I am an artist. I am an alchemist. I am a master mechanic. I am a son. I am a brother. I am Michael. I …

25/M/Houston    In search

80/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ    Australian native who has adopted New Zealanders..Wonderful people ! Wonderful country! Have been writing everyday poetry for everyday people for over 60 years. Love Janet …

27/F/Home    Taking restless thoughts and late night break downs and turning them into something poetic

M/world    i’m the static between stations. the page before the first word. a lost label from a dream-map folded into someone else’s pocket. sometimes, i write …

41/M/Couch to couch USA    I’m still here.

M/nyc    Your words! more truffle than trifle, find them in the dark forest of your life use them sparingly, just for soaring, take them from the …

F/Brisbane    FOLLOW MY INSTAGRAM: @incurable_poet Things I wanted to say before the curtain. Sketches of my heart.

24/Non-binary/United States    I write like once every 4 years, but my friend says I have a talent so we gonna try <3

Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent

A workoholic with a Joan of Arc syndrome. Live deep, love endlessly, don't fall asleep.

30/F/Plymouth, England    All that is gold does not glitter Not all those who wander are lost The old that is strong does not wither Deep roots are …

34/M/Florida   

49/F/Pune, India    Happy in my space :)

where East meets West    Feeling Playing Recycling myself Writing as a way of being together