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Mary Winslow
Oregon    "Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light..." Dylan Thomas I have put up a …
PJ Poesy
Other side of the tracks    There is ordinary, and there is extraordinary. I would not dare try to fit myself in either category. Successes and failures are juggled in self …
Xnphia Lee Rodriguez
South Virginia    She exhaled and gave me life. But when she stopped breathing I realized I was Her. I am broken. There's nothing else to say.
Sophie Monigatti Lake
Ohio    "Others may write from the head, but she writes from the heart, and the heart will always understand her." ~Washington Irving
Echoes Of A Mind
Denmark    Knowing what's right, knowing what's wrong. Is something we all have to learn on our own. Danish girl who likes to mess with the different …
Jenny Gordon
50/F/Bolingbrook, IL    My lines are generally very personal. Talk to my face? Otherwise feel free to message me about anything. [https://soundcloud.com/miss-jsg-1/mmmguess-what]/[https://youtu.be/p4kx5nX0IDI]
James Walker
28/M/USA    From me to you A piece of my life - All poems are my original works - Copyright James W 2009 - 2022 - All …
Matthew Goff
The poetry of Matthew Goff is the artistic output of a young poet inspired by his own experiences, living an adventure inspired by travel, love, …
Busbar Dancer
Not a choice
DEREK RODARTE
LA    "Will be dead gone, but our souls will float in capsules like satellites around the world, meaning will still be on Facebook" www.DerekRodarte.com
Abdullah Ayyash
M/Uder the burning sun...    “Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?” Robert Browning https://about.me/asayyash
wordvango
"The unexamined life is not worth living."
Annabelle Lee
Genderqueer/Southern, US    I am a poet and here is my pencil; I am a soldier and this is my pistol.
Chris Fortune
Dark Ink
Kandy    "We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us …
Pradip Chattopadhyay
I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.

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