27/F/Philippines    for the soft lilacs, violently pressed and decaying against my chest

M/Pelada    Poet, Singer/Songwriter

F   

where we are    little could I imagine then that poetry would pick me at all, especially to write of words in dialects I don’t speak, but imaging their …

22/F/Zimbabwe    Why do you write?

24/F    Even in pitch darkness, you can still breathe, still speak, and still make an impact.

21/F/MI   

27/M/New Delhi, India    When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He star'd at the Pacific—and all his men Look'd …

16/F    ¨ I'm holding on, by one little strand, I don't know, if I can hold on anymore, my life slipping past my hands, so close …

21/F   

42/M/A Sandy Beach   

23/F/she/her/hers   

Cebu City, Philippines    I AM. Still.

M/Colorado   

18/On a Pacific Island    Writing is fun!

26/F    Short, sweet, and speaking

tween the heart and NYC    only love poems +other complaints; “that poetry hath chosen me, if correct, woe-betide me, this be more curse than blessing, for the secrecy of love …

18/F/PH    I have no idea if this- whatever I post- counts as poetry, but I try

astral soul river   

27/F/Utah    I'm a scientist at heart!