I really have no name
"Through a foggy window in the rain ― When you thought no one was watching ― Going through your memories like so many prisons to …
Jurassic Park, FL
Remember me through poetry: These words and those I wrote before. Remember not the man, for he's Much less, and certainly no more. "Always the …
Lewisville, Texas
To begin. I'm the one with the white shirt, and my sunglasses hanging on my chest..I was born in Brooklyn, NY. Moved to California at …
32/M/Texas
"I hope to revive and evoke people's memories, the emotions held closest, in order to speak directly into their ears and connect my words to …
F/Where the roses wilt
,,Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again,,
Carthage, Tunisia
‘For Bouazzi, Shelley’s rhetoric is “bound up with the human makeup” (11). This toughly elegant formulation articulates the book’s conviction that Shelley’s affirmation and disaffirmation …
43/M/Springfield 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
Cascadia
we who share vestige of our intimate uniqueness, are different — just be you, that is your greatest strength —stay strong ... stay blessed — …