A new day means distance is not a boundary but a disturbance in the balance of happiness.

San Antonio Texas    My poetry is like the wind, it changes directions constantly. I have learned so very much over the past several years which has broadened my …

F/Emeralds GREEN....    2021 yrs ago Jesus was born in Bethlehem, 1988 yrs ago, crossed at 33 yrs of age on Golgotha. The heaviest pains-sufferings He endured. His …

On Oblivions Doorstep    I am that which was once many stars but faded reborn under a different name Darkness is my tether enjoy my many shades.. Once the …

22/F/United States    You won't find another brutally honest poet like me.

47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA    "The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own" - Colum McCann (Let The Great World Spin). The beautiful contradictions …

Australia    Losing everything, but weight...

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 …

25/Cisgender Female/Portugal    I’m Jennifer (Alex is a pseudonym). I’m 25 y/old and I live in Portugal. I have a BA in Modern Languages (English/French) and right now …

51/F/Southern Illinois    My poetry mainly deals with the darker side of feelings and issues of today's world https://www.facebook.com/paulinespoetrycorner/ All poems are copywrite protected

23/Non-binary/Philippines    kind of was altogether never there— ebb and flow Nes, once ekelhaft

21/F    Let go of the darkness and the light appears

❤️ follow your dreams, they know the way ❤️

M/United States    "I'm yearning for the glory days of most deft perfection/ My pen moving in motions that defied known direction/ Well-placed words can swallow whole the …

F/East coast, U.S    "My touch leaves words on Your body" I write what is on my mind..which usually consists of a jumbled mess...

44/F/South Africa    I wrote my very first poem at the age of 15, it was on paper. It was a time of expression, it lasted well into …

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

Busier than ever I miss all I have to miss The sweet words you write And the poetic bliss