Camp Johnson Crossing NW    “Violins are for sissies” she said “I play violin” I answered “I like sissies” she replied

M/North Western Oregon    World traveler, Yarn Spinner, Published writer, Front porch philosopher, back porch dreamer. Gentleman Farmer, Devoted Father and Grandfather. Lover of Nature. Proud to have been …

The Burgh    “Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence” SB

Idaho moved to Texas    Retired IT Specialist who writes to maintain sanity. Raising two grandchildren and 1 who are a delight of my life. I began writing in the …

29/M/Philippines    When we struggle, we write. A blank parchment to be filled with words.

24/F   

United States    I'm more violinist than poet. I marathon comedies on Netflix, instrumentals on my I-pod, and bad poetry on my wall. I like music, and awful …

Philippines    My Mind is a Dangerous Place...

F/amongst the stars    "Touch my tears with your lips, touch my woes with your fingertips"

44/M/DC   

F    I write to forget things and to ease the pain my emotions always make sense when I put them into a poem.

62/M/London, U.K.    I'm a bloke born, bred, broken and abiding in London, UK. My passions include London, Marvel comic books, poetry and living life in step with …

37/M/Minneapolis    I am a disabled Veteran who spent the last decade gathering intelligence for the U.S. government. I started writing poetry and short stories in grade …

Hello poets, Thank you for taking the time to look at my page. It helps a lot to know you like, comment, or re-post my …

WNY    My muse and I have been together since I was 12 years old. I love to write, I love to read and I think entirely …

Utah    Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid. - FD

Words must grow irrevocably tired after long time passing..

F/Philippines    Inert rememberer