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Valsa George
Muvattupuzha    Poetry is a late boon into my life. Only after my retirement as a teacher from a college in Kerala, India, I started writing poems. ...
Martin Bailes
60/M/Oakland, California.    A dad. If you want more Trump stuff ... I have a blog which is chock full of poems ... Poems for Trump ... at: ...
Hadrian Veska
Possibly a human being
KathleenAMaloney
Prayer   
Graff1980
37/M/Litchfield Illinois    Hopefull Poet https://www.tumblr.com/blog/graff1980 This is the blog of a writer who is sussing out life through living, reading, thinking, and writing. https://www.facebook.com/graff1980 https://soundcloud.com/graff1980
Graff1980
37/M/Litchfield Illinois    Hopefull Poet https://www.tumblr.com/blog/graff1980 This is the blog of a writer who is sussing out life through living, reading, thinking, and writing. https://www.facebook.com/graff1980 https://soundcloud.com/graff1980
Eternal Threshold
Space    Half martian from some binary planet unknown. Poems here are inspired by the stories shared by people around me. (c) ET
aar505n
Ireland    "We don't see things as they are, we see them as We are" A.N.
Keith Wilson
Windermere UK    Retired Gardener. Been published in many books. But find this site truly amazing. Thank you all..
Torin Galleshaw
charlotte NC    "I'm un-orphaned in your northern lights" -Bon Iver; 10 d E A T h b R E a s T ⚄ ⚄ GET WET
naǧí
F/Choctaw Nation    "Anything's possible if you've got enough nerve." ~J.K. Rowling
Patrick Long
Australia    I made my living for many years as a professional singer guitarist but mostly just playing standard covers. Through those years I had an interest ...
Jeff Stier
Western Oregon    Ars longa, vita brevis.
Ma Cherie
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 ...
Weeping willow
F/No Where right now    Darkness is not the absence of light,but the cover for it. When you feel only darkness or pain or see it in another. Look beneath ...
Wanderer
Between Midnight and 3am    Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in ...
jane taylor
utah    I realized I am You When The fabric Of my soul Unraveled ©2016 Jane Taylor ❤︎janey's poetry copyright © janetaylor all rights reserved❤︎
jane taylor
utah    I realized I am You When The fabric Of my soul Unraveled ©2016 Jane Taylor ❤︎janey's poetry copyright © janetaylor all rights reserved❤︎
grumpy thumb
Got SHADES....crushing the summer look
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