I fear I'll do some damage one fine day, but I would not be convicted bya jury of my peers Still crazy, Still crazy after …

<> ?What good is to be a King when you cannot lead, what good is to be a shepard when the flock dying, what good …

nighttime    and next to nothing is everything, all worth knowing, you, write my poetry, as I write of you with breathless ease and comfort, for the …

in the garden of Eden    sundial, of stone and bronze, wasting, weathered green, measurer of time in years; doomed to erode; and YET, the iris comes but for days, yet …

why does it matter?    “I've got a guilty heart, and a troubled mind. No matter where I go, you’re never far behind. I'd like to think that you've forgiven …

36/M/from ‘round, outback    right here waiting for you

Pacific NW    poetry... it's in my blood; and when impassioned most, i bleed... easily! mostly i write to and of, they who offer this heart safe harbor. …

M/North Western Oregon    World traveler, Yarn Spinner, Published writer, Front porch philosopher, back porch dreamer. Gentleman Farmer, Devoted Father and Grandfather. Lover of Nature. Proud to have been …

Kerala, India    Poetry to me is self exploration that reveals submerged landscapes, otherwise one is unaware of.I love to read fiction and poetry.As a daily news journalist …

To walk on the left, you must know right. ~~—————————————— “Poetry - but what is poetry. Many shaky answers have been given to this question. …

20/M/Home    Took the shackles off my feet so I can dance -- dancing in His light

one of the Dakotas    “So come, my friends, be not afraid. We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear. Tho’ …

16/M/Edinburgh, Scotland    Half vent space, half desperate attempt to be taken seriously.

33/M/Florida   

21    stale-brained for the most part (note for publishing houses/competitions: my poetry on here is listed for self-publication, not the result of any literary deals or …

when I login, my truths insist, all the rest is vanity; so you see the writing comes hard, but the knees promise with every step …

30/M    Over the years, hardened by life’s challenges I had become as emotionally cold as the logic that led me. A revelation and God have illuminated …

F/out there    I’m not supposed to be here.

27/F/New York    mastering the art of subtle writing.

ever critical, always of yourself, always first and foremost: "Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And …

24/M/Bharatpur, Nepal    Traveller, Beleiver, and reader. I write what I feel.