Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent

Wandering and wondering, around and about.

M/Ireland    David P Carroll Poems https://dcarroll304.wixsite.com/mysite All Poetry is copyrighted to David P Carroll under a Dublin and European Union court of law. Was on TV …

nighttime    and next to nothing is everything, all worth knowing, you, write my poetry, as I write of you with breathless ease and comfort, for the …

body suspended between the-dark ochre earth tones of night, teal pealing notes of warning of an impending morning, signs aborning, me rising with urgency of …

why does it matter?    “I've got a guilty heart, and a troubled mind. No matter where I go, you’re never far behind. I'd like to think that you've forgiven …

33/Other/wherever sin is aborning   

**at your own peril** dare to vex provoke, antagonize, exasperate that is what my words will do they won't irritate or annoy, bug you or …

36/M/from ‘round, outback    right here waiting for you

F/Land of Queens!    I am exactly what you want to believe I am, not...(the goth or the ick in Gothic). My poetry only emerges when yours is sleeping. …

“What does god ask of you? To act justly, love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah “walk humble and the path will …

<> ?What good is to be a King when you cannot lead, what good is to be a shepard when the flock dying, what good …

M/Ant-hard-ica    she inquires why I write so many poems, easy comes reply: It gives me a fantastic living, it makes and gives, each poem, a calculation, …

ever critical, always of yourself, always first and foremost: "Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And …

22/F    Texas for sure, a girl, a woman, a mystery, a buzzard and an eagle

on your...roof!    “Masks” by Shel Silverstein: She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid, And so did she. They Searched For blue, Their …

with the aid of smoke, all clear, and this absurdity, strikes me as normal...

tween the heart and NYC    only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my …

To walk on the left, you must know right. ~~—————————————— “Poetry - but what is poetry. Many shaky answers have been given to this question. …

when I login, my truths insist, all the rest is vanity; so you see the writing comes hard, but the knees promise with every step …

20/M/A far away land    I prioritise majority of my time on self growth. Surely writing is a hobby for me, letters, poems or short stories, I would gladly do …

in the garden of Eden    sundial, of stone and bronze, wasting, weathered green, measurer of time in years; doomed to erode; and YET, the iris comes but for days, yet …

I fear I'll do some damage one fine day, but I would not be convicted bya jury of my peers Still crazy, Still crazy after …

on a bus near you...    eye am a recording devicespecial filters of my own prejudice. eye live in various bus stops where punctuation of life moments need not be, are …