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ogdiddynash
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, …
36/M/from ‘round, outback    right here waiting for you
Where Shelter
“these words are my own, their conjunction is a junction to you, and a holy constitution for me.” W.S. “Dance me through the curtains that …
Imran Islam
31/M/🍁✓Lure Pot ✓🍁    MY BooKs [amazon.com/author/lurepot] and I develop websites, design and format Amazon Kindle books
“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 …
David P Carroll
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 …
Wandering and wondering, around and about.
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 …
Agent Provocateur4
**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 …
Left Foot Poet
To walk on the left, you must know right. ~~—————————————— “Poetry - but what is poetry. Many shaky answers have been given to this question. …
False Poets
how oft in life do we presume, take for granted grants so extra-ordinary that we forget to remember the extra and see only the ordinary. …
Smothered Divine
18/F/Where minds go to dream    "Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." - Edgar Allan Poe …
NewCaleBoy
New Caledonia    write less, write better, learn from you...
onlylovepoetry
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 …
M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …
abecedarian
Poetoftheway
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 …

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