For a so called 'Writer' I have no idea what to write here.

F/UK   

65/M/London England    Lady J collection now published

39/M/NJ    Not Everything I Write Is About Me , However I Only Write For Myself....... Remember Jesus Is The Way And The Light.

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

25/F/India    profession of numbers and passion of words

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 ...

24/F    Short, sweet, and speaking

“Thank god for my bad memory. I've forgotten some of the stupid things that I've done. I've come to a little wisdom, through a whole ...

Wandering and wondering, around and about.

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. ...

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 ...

one of the Dakotas    “So come, my friends, be not afraid. We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear. Tho’ ...

14/M/all my life, an islander.    woman takes you down to her place near the river; You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever And you ...

where we are    little could I imagine then that poetry would pick me at all, especially to write of words in dialects I don’t speak, but imaging their ...

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 ...

32/M/Elmina    The unseen seen - The seen unseen

46/F/Arkansas, USA    I love words, they taste like chocolate.

36/F/Texas   

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 ...

56/M/Clear Lake    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN63fddvsTI My book, Seedy Town Blues is on Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Seedy-Town-Blues-Thomas-Case-ebook/dp/B0CJLPMC8N?ref_=ast_author_mpb