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Gabriel Marfim
20/M/Fortaleza, Ceara    I write about love because she is my hole uni(verse).
22/M/Earth   
Cristian Valencia
37/M/North Jersey    Jersey wanderer...
19/M/Sub-conscious    A thinker ... that's pretty much it
Ramin Ara
Sea ..., Dedicated To Ernest Hemingway (((The Old Man and the Sea))) A fish can learn The worth of the sea When it finds itself …
Sha
Sha
F/Somewhere only I know    I think, therefore, I write.
a wildfire
'tower up into the night like a young tree.' photographer. anoracrescentphotos.carbonmade.com i write about shadows and light and love.
Deborah T Johnson
Raleigh, NC    Her life was run on the oil of synchronicity planted in the seduction of abstract hypotheses
Eleni
F/United Kingdom    'If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite.' ~ William Blake
Cat Mitchell
22/Non-binary   
R Saba
Kee
Kee
26/F    Every poem I write is random and off the top of my head. Most of them aren't really about anything happy. They're my go to, …
Divine
M   
BSeuss
23/M/canada    Poetry is not written. It is a concept we don't realize we turned into art. But it is an energy & force in the universe. …
David Lessard
75/M/Prescott, Arizona    Retired. Thirty five years as a Respiratory Therapist Hiker, writer, music lover, photographer (shutter-bug), poet.
Jay
Sweden   
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. …
Mishael Ward
I'm a Pre-engineering major, student-athlete with a new love for poetry.
Paul Jones
30/M/UK    A dyad comprises two jolly lines of ten syllables, each line spaced into five. A logos is playful rhetoric exploring the nature of an abstract …
Jamie King
you know    "Having yielded up his lusts, his errors, his opinions and prejudices, he has entered into possession of the knowledge of God, having slain the selfish …
River
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there …
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