rotting & ruminating

orlando, fl    Im an apiring spoken word/poet looking to build a following and find others that also share my passion.its hard to find others that enjoy poetry …

Athens, Ohio    don't look at me i'm waining crescent

21/F/Reno, Nevada    Grace Dellaware Pickard Support My Poems: goo.gl/jq9a0W goo.gl/5hbiAo (Copy and paste link into URL)

Wilmington, NC    23. Student. Low-key poet.

This is my collection of expression...an introspective journey into the essence of evolving... All poems by NuurSeraph, previously known as Venusoul7, are protected under Copyright …

Vienna, Austria    Born to Love :)

Purgatory    Come take a walk, join me in my moonlit charade, shadows play, darkness sings, the curtain opens and the act begins ...

Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul- Edward Abbey evolving, learning, exploring

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 …

I dabble in black and white and end up somewhere interesting watching a grey moon throb against confining sky.

Atlanta    The shadows are my home, In an abandoned shed I freeze As I rock back and forth thinking to myself Writing down ever letter that …

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, …

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Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise …

23/F/LaSalle    Hi there! I'm Melissa. Let's be friends. My mind is something even I don't quite grasp, but I try my best to let the thoughts …

In Silence ..    I am just me, on a small blue dot in a vast universe. My words are but carbon in a sea of something lost. All …

Boston, MA    a stage poet's attempt at page poems | aspiring journalist

ohio    Our failure and triumphs are not what define us in this lifetime. It is the paths in which we choose to overcome and achieve them …

Someone once said today will be yesterday and tomorrow will never come... so love today with all your heart, tomorrow might be too late... Friendship …

losing myself in your love again, as if it wasn't enough before.

59/M    © 2023 mark john junor all of my poems are my exclusive property and all rights are reserved