NC    Life provides the contours, poets provide the shading and color ~ r All rights reserved.

Corkscrew Settlement Fl.    @ Tammy M Darby 2013 All poems are exclusive and all copyrights are reserved. I read all forms of poetry and may not always understand …

50/F/Bolingbrook, IL    My lines are generally very personal. Talk to my face? Otherwise feel free to message me about anything. [https://soundcloud.com/miss-jsg-1/mmmguess-what]/[https://youtu.be/p4kx5nX0IDI]

32/F/Batesville Indiana    I breathe poetry it seems.....I love getting lost in it. Pen in hand or reading others art.

Amidst a Pathless Wood    "One could do worse than be a swinger of birches." -Robert Frost

30/Other    A rambling mind that would like very much to talk to you about the world and more.

Nigeria    I'm God's masterpiece.

Philippines    It is true that knowledge is power. But I say wisdom is everything and patience is wisdom. Therefore to have more patience is to gain …

36/F/Grantspass , oregon    If the words that you spoke were written upon your skin would you still be beautiful?

21/M/USA    "A poet is a musician who can't sing." -Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind. Good thing I can't sing

MNL    High hopes keep me afloat ~Writing is my escape~

22/M/United Kingdom   

22/M/Speck of dust, Milky Way    Listen to the voices of present, past; look to the future: nothing will last. Except for God's grace, eternally true, take it now: it's for …

Ireland    All of my poetry is copyrighted.

A bit left.    M'darling, darling-darling.

27/F/Pennsylvania    With Frank <3

28/F/Fort A La Corne    If you love the bubbles set them free.

Macclesfield    Born and bred in Macclesfield , NW England . i am biodegradable , i like hearing the sea and i swear only in anger . …

Love books well, and they will love you well. All poems by me is copyrighted © @carol_meiyin

26/Neither/Hell or High Water    Every part of me Remembers Every part of you. Please, tell me, Do you Remember me, Too?

Broken words of rememberance that a poem leaves behind Untimely rhythms growing more useless as days pass by

Minneapolis    I am a musician of sorts who foolishly believes that his lyrics are something like poetry - blasphemy I know :- ) I have fun …