Kiwi born Aussie. Lost my book of poems years ago but recently inspired to try and recollect some of them. This has led to some ...

Ontario    Beginning to feel quite ancient and more so, because of late, it's been a long, rough journey I undertook. Not one of my choosing, but ...

M/New Mexico, USA    "The myth of fulfillment makes us miss the most beautiful aspect of our human souls: our emptiness, our incompleteness, our radical yearning for love." Gerald ...

I am an indian from mummidivaram ,a village in ANDHRA PRADESH.I am an ENGLISH TEACHER, resource person, textbook writer,transalator and write poems in my mothertongue ...

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling ...

As I evolve and become, at age 60, I realize the more things change, the more they remain the same. I started writing when I ...

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 ...

Being alone is pure bliss. At the end of my road is a fork you can't miss. The left takes you to pain. The right, ...

I am but a humble pebble that has been washed up upon this poetic beach I will stay a while but if seas get rough ...

I write Zen poetry that is not like Zen poetry. www.kongsaeng.blogspot.com www.kongsaengchriseverson.blogspot.com

Our souls intertwined He asked “Who are you?” “I ride on pink wings” “I am the words I accrue”. Hello. My name is Lori Jean. ...

I'm anonymous because I'm no one My name would mean nothing to you It means nothing to me.

Life is a teacher. I write what happens in and around my life. I write what makes me think. I write for the people. I'm ...

I am a writer/poet. I own business WORDS UNLIMITED@1992/ serving writers and artists in editorial capacity. In Yakima WA. USA My AKA is Kitty Starwizard. ...

Seattle, WA    Loneliness is great for life lessons... But it's not what life is for. I'd like to give myself to you, In a way that you ...

F/Northern Michigan    Nothing © January 2011 Lily Mae