the eye of a hurricane
A pen dropped is a thought caught in freefall.
New York, New York
Doctoral candidate at Columbia University
35/F/Virginia
I walked into the light, only to find it was darker than my nightmares. I found the golden city; it had been black all along.
"When you can't live each day as a work of art, live them in preparation of The Art." Thanks for reading... All rights reserved February …
New Jersey
I am a 24 year old guy just out on his own adventuring this big and beautiful world. I'm from a small town in New …
F/Northern Michigan
Nothing © January 2011 Lily Mae
Live In the Moment
Rise not on a man's compliment nor fall by his criticism. Rather flourish in an understanding of self ~ T
I keep fumbling with words but it seems to work out well
Arma, Kansas
I am a Vietnam combat Veteran- 1969 -1970 while in the Marine Corps and after 40 years I started to write poetry and it was …
In memory of a much loved and respected poet Patrick' Paddy' Martin Among the vibrant shades Of floral displays An angel walks and calls his …
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 …