Medford Oregon,    I am Jessica Applegate hit it up?' stay true to the realist, make proud stay loud, in a bad mood?. don't ever be rude. don't ...

flaming arrow    “The only man who never makes mistakes is the man who never does anything.” ― Roosevelt / If you could time-travel to a moment in ...

Dallas    i like to write poetry when i feel like it and i am not as deep as my poems are so don't be scared to ...

Fort Lauderdale    Angel | Àse | Flower Child. Vermont. Boston. South Florida. PHENOMENAL... just like Miss Angelou, HONEY consistency... just like Oshun.

I'm just a girl, in need of a place to let my mind wander...

New York, New York    Doctoral candidate at Columbia University

USA    Instagram: kvt603 Snapchat: kvantil8 I don't write so much about me it's just things I see or think of. I am open to suggestions on ...

UK    To abandon oneself to principles is really to die - and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.

What does it matter...

F/Tucson, AZ    Being in nature and the wilds, this is my truest love. - My Poetry on Thru Media https://thrumediaarchive.online/poetry-of-ca-guilfoyle/ CA Guilfoyle aka CA Colbert

Arlington, TX    http://www.twitter.com/slinkyfish

Hi my name is Dan I'm from Southampton and poetry is my life just not my livelihood I have reached the finals of a couple ...

35/F/Dresden, Tennessee    This is how sweet and free of fear I feel now in myself. Beyond opinion and judgment, undistracted by guilt, I am walking strong and ...

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Writing is my way of expressing thought, imagination, and inspiration. Rwy'n edrych ymlean at gynnu ta' ar hen aelwyd

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling ...

Denver, CO    Poetry is cathartic and that is why I do it.

I'm an old-school, pre-web published poet, painter and arts promoter. My background in the arts are eclectic -from the visual arts, classical music, opera, theatre ...

As I have said in one of my poems: Once I have a pencil in my hand I am the god of my own little ...

Words must grow irrevocably tired after long time passing..