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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 …
My thoughts run deep like a well But shallow minds drown in the adepts
Puds
As Clear As Mud In Bits And Pieces Governments Deny Press Releases Purple Heart Based Morphine Dreams Tear Drops In Claret Streams.
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. …
Traveler
62/M/Traverse City Mi.    Photo of my family Banshee, Wicca and Lilly, we hunt and forage the northern forests. Try to keep up with us if you can… I …
Lior Gavra
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …
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 …
GJW
GJW
39/F    Word chasing free spirit
Jen
19/F    "But we joke and laugh, otherwise we would start screaming." ~ Charles Bukowski
Maine Dela Cruz
21/F/General Santos City    Young, drunk, broke.
I write to share how I feel. I share how I feel to maybe help you feel less alone.
Nat Lipstadt
M/nyc    A poetpourri history of a journey from naissance to humility, in between, the white (s)pacing of poems decorating a life...to read me is to perhaps, …
mi
mi
F    writing is just a side gig creating is my main job
MikeTheVike
27/M    I love my God, my wife, my daughter, and words. Thank you for visiting. All writing is intellectual property of Mike Mortensen.
Khaniek
23/F   
Pearson Bolt
Ⓐ    "Like Watching god Become Human," my debut poetry collection from Rebel Hearts Publishing, is available now.
Pagan Paul
Bristol, England    I am Unique + I am a Capricorn = I am a Unicorn. . .© Pagan Paul 2016 - 2023 . .
Ignatius Hosiana
30/M/Kampala-Uganda    A fallen Leaf in Autumn, a golden Tulip in Spring. ALL POEMS ©

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