Denver    I'm known as "Antipodean" on "Poet's Corner", an Android app.

33/M/CNY    The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

Birmingham - UK    I'm a pixie who writes from the heart. I love words. I have always written it's not something I think about more something I can't …

I am from a small town in Alabama. I use to keep a journal several years ago and quit writing altogether when I got too …

23/M/Insomnia    The only one who can adore love the most is the one who has been loveless his entire life...

Humboldt County Ca.    Life on the Mad River. Through lines: poetry. I went into psychology with two questions: how do people work and what is the source of …

29/F/Earth    My work speaks for me

purgatory    ʟᴀ ᴛʀɪsᴛᴇssᴇ ᴅᴜʀᴇʀᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴊᴏᴜʀs. -ᴠᴀɴ ɢᴏɢʜ

England    Follow me on Twitter - @Craig__Harrison

Saint Petersburg, FL    Returning to my roots; rekindling my love affair with words. All poetry posted by Lyteweaver is my original work produced from my own pain, tears …

my witness is the empty sky lilyha.vsco.co

NYC    Concrete poetry.

62/M/Traverse City Mi.    Photo of my family Banshee, Wicca and Lilly, we hunt and forage the northern forests. Try to keep up with us if you can… I …

Gweru, Zimbabwe    The face of Mary Is my moon tonight As I am intoxicated By the rhythm Of the dance without legs (From the poems of Omah …

Singapore    writing - art ♥ - colour pencils, copics and clay - a love for beautiful quotes, pretty fonts and good books - 13 - the …

Pennsylvania    For a star to be born, there's one thing that must happen. A gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. …

Everywhere    What you may call poetry is what I call beautiful ramblings. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All works here are copyrighted by me - Neex (Naomi) - unless …

Trying to escape Reality    Be happy for there is nothing in the world better to be

Cisgender Female   

27/F/Long Island, New York    Stay true to the tunes that have been wound deep into your soul. For the body knows more than the mind wants to believe.