Not a choice

Chattahoochee Hills , Ga.    Copyright - 2015 / 2016 / 2017 / 2018 / 2020 by Randolph L Wilson *All Rights Reserved

Prayer   

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Writing life as I go...words are scarce. So much we will not control. Live, live, live. The story writes itself and life, well life becomes …

Oklahoma    Hello! Thank you for visiting! I go by the name Dash. I am 18 years old. For me writing is life. The next best thing …

Pearl Of The Orient Seas    Hello! I am a public secondary school teacher, a passionate artist married to her dream. I've been here since May 11, 2014 so it's been …

Only art can save us.

NY    "If you do nothing, how do you know when you are done?"

Fort Wayne, IN    I write stories about the strangers I meet & fall in love with in passing.

Melbourne    The chronicles being born in the eye of the storm and surviving in the hands of hell.

My hands shall not tremble, my feet shall not falter Moving on

Indiana    18, Cancer. Too weird to live and too rare to die

54/M/Cleveland, Ohio    Creator of the "Quantum Loop" poem. I study English, science, and mankind. Shemale and he-she. Asian/black/arab/white/americaN. https://www.facebook.com/Garyspoetrypage

Toronto, Canada    https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/MJBPoetry?ref=hdr_shop_menu

Memphis   

Colorado    I am everything that's normal.

California    Old freak, cool cat chilled on back Have gotten unmannerly comment's Troll Mat is outdoors mites, gladly don't come a knocking Gramps gun will go …

ephemerally yours

Chicago    Writer and poet. Recent to this site, hope to make valuable friendships here. The actions you are most afraid of taking are the ones that …

Evolution, love, oneness & bliss.

America    My writing is from the heart. I spend little time planning my poems. A thought pops into my head and I give it freedom. All …

Everywhere    nu bliv du min elsket og månen kender godt dit navn

My poems are simply my thoughts stemming from poetic lies, along with the beautiful and sometimes ugly truth. "I am still so naive; I know …