POETRY: * Influenced by the passion and vibrant imagery created by the words of Khalil Gibran, Pablo Neruda, Grace Chacon Leon, Cory Garcia, Nelson Reyes, and J Ann Crowder. * Author of seven books; "Wings of Inspiration," "Rhymes of the Joke Machine," "The Air Almighty," "Martin's World," "Secrets of the Wind," "Mother of Life." and "Poet's Island," (published by Cyberwit.net), Published works in Mature Years, Alive Now, Torrid Literature Journal, Universal Oneness Anthology, Taj Mahal Review, Eastern Sea Bards Poetry, Inkling Magazine, Page & Spine, Charles Carter Anthologies, Purpose Magazine, Terror House Magazine, Brief Wilderness, Cowboy Poetry Press, The Voices Project, Aberration Labyrinth, Long Shot Books, Academy of the Heart & Mind, Blue Lake Review, Gival Press, The Higgs Weldon, Funny In Five Hundred, Verse-Virtual, Wilderness House Literary Review, White Liquor Mag, Ygdrasil Literary Journal, Poetica, Green Silk Journal, Madswirl, Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine, Poet's Pen, Storyteller, FreeXpression, Poets' Espresso, Long Story Short, Oddball Magazine, Asinine Poetry, Write On!!, American Legion On-Line, Pegasus Review, Prayerworks, Stepping Stones, Love's Chance, Poet's Haven, Jerry Jazz Musician, Fullosia Press, The Sheltered Poet, The Belt and Beyond, Blue Minaret, and Ego Phobia. * Wrote two chapbooks entitled "In Reverence to Life" and "A Sage's Diary," (published by In His Steps Publishing). Won two poetry awards (Faith and Hope) and appeared in many anthology books. His poetry also has been narrated and set to music by Narad. MUSIC: * Playing, writing, and arranging music for most of life. * Studied music at Westlake College of Music in Hollywood, California in 1958 and majored in piano. * Played in the 82nd Army Band in Stuttgard, Germany from 1962 until 1964. * Played in the Jimmy Dorsey Band in 1965. * Played in a band in Bergen, Norway in 1966. * Composed score for Dr. Ira Cochin's Rally George in Valley Forge children's play. * Playing the organ at John Wesley Covenant Church in Wind Gap, PA since 1993. THE REST OF LIFE: Born in Ashtabula, Ohio, and moved to New York City shortly thereafter. Got married in 1984 and had a wonderful daughter in 1985. Can be found at his home in Bangor, PA at his keyboard, or in front of a yellow legal pad, pen in hand...

The Story of Me The Abridged “Cliff Notes” Version Enter, Stage Right Not much to tell So this will be quick Nothing special happened Though many memorable moments I was born smart More clever than most But sadly, I did not apply My mind to its full potential I’ve fallen in love And then out of love Once, twice, maybe thrice And now, fallen in love once more I led a quiet life Never been famous Never been filthy rich Done nothing exceptional Children I raised Fine, grown up now I’m glad they’re not like me They’ll realize all of their dreams Others, I help Whenever I could I try to pay it forward Hoping to get it on the flipside Some I’ve rubbed The wrong way, and so I hope they will forgive me Before I leave starship Earth The story of me Quite long in years Short on accomplishments A busload of pleasant memories Exit, stage left The End. Vic Evora 08-26-2015

these are thoughts and feelings from the heart and the mind. they may not all be gold, but they’re all worth something.

Wannabe poet/writer Writers are alchemists, turning mere words into gold, weaving tapestries of imagination. Whether etching sonnets or code, the love of writing is a compass, guiding us through the labyrinth of existence. It whispers, “You are here; you matter.” And so, we write—because within these sentences, we discover echoes of our own souls. My love of writing started in high school. My problem is I’m never satisfied and always too critical of myself to ever let anyone read my musings. And when I would win an award in high school, I would be so embarrassed that I would do anything I could to disguise my works or just avoid everyone, hahaha. Recently I went to a high school reunion and low and behold, someone had one of my short stories and a couple poems out on a table with other students works that had been written in 1973 and 1974. And when I re-read them I was amazed at myself. Then somehow my older sister came across some of my poems and said she wanted them and praised me again. I don’t know what has changed other than just getting older and not caring one iota any more about what people think or say. It’s therapy for me to jot down words that mean something at the time, and if someone reading them happens to identify then all the better… and yes, I have a severe inferiority complex.

Socióloga argentina. Amante de la literatura. Escribo como forma de encauzar tantos sentidos y significados. César Vallejo y Alejandra Pizarnik, baluartes de la vida.

the journey begins wherever we may be… the train won’t leave, unless we say so, for the future won’t unfold before us if we don’t take the first step, and let go! 09-25-2015

George MacDonald (10 December 1824– 18 September 1905) was a Scottish author, poet, and Christian minister. He was a pioneering figure in the field of fantasy literature and the mentor of fellow writer Lewis Carroll. His writings have been cited as a major literary influence by many notable authors including W. H. Auden, C. S. Lewis, J. R. R. Tolkien, Walter de la Mare, E. Nesbit and Madeleine L’Engle. C. S. Lewis wrote that he regarded MacDonald as his “master”: “Picking up a copy of Phantastes one day at a train-station bookstall, I began to read. A few hours later,” said Lewis, “I knew that I had crossed a great frontier.” G. K. Chesterton cited The Princess and the Goblin as a book that had “made a difference to my whole existence”.

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I am a 27-year-old Christian (the modern term for Follower of the Way). Some bands that I've drawn inspiration from include Demon Hunter, Skillet, Disturbed, Breaking Benjamin, All That Remains and War of Ages. I write lyrical poems, which I have been writing since I was 12 years old. A lot of my lyrics are based on life views and experiences, as well as struggles regarding my Christian faith. I am not ashamed and I will not shy away from admitting to my faith. I hope that my lyrics might open up solutions to readers that can relate to my lyrics. Thank you and God bless.

I am 20. I write to express the ways i feel. I write to show how I see things. I write out of inspiration. I write to write.

Born and raised in the subs of Dublin city, Ireland. I wrote under a ghost name (alexis faye) as frankly I love poetry mine isn't viewed by anyone so i wanted to share it, and got the courage to do so when I stopped relying on other people and started to carve my own path. I write mostly depression riddled poetry. Some are about my past including SA, chronic illness and my love life as a Bi women! My life isnt what I wanted but I'm here now sure.

“Everyone in me is a bird. I am beating all my wings.” - Anne sexton

When all the drama's sold and gone, I'll still be here writing away.

Vocabulary & words give me joy & a beautiful outlet to create artful expressions of creativity..I’m also a lover of nature & metaphors. I believe nature is our greatest teacher. Using a combination of vocabulary, nature, & metaphor in a variety of writing formats is what I love, from research papers, to public speaking, to story telling & poetry. I typically write in a freestyle format, but am not afraid to venture out & try new styles of poetry. I’ve always loved poetry, & am drawn to poets like Alfred Lord Tennyson, Emily Dickinson & others.

Published at heart. Anticipate, my book will be published soon.

I started writing poems on 2/21/2015..I hope that you enjoy my poems. Please feel free to comment on my poems ...good or bad...I'm open for suggestions. Thank you!

Color my life with the chaos of trouble and a stream of consciousness.. Guess it's time I reveal my real name.

Leonard Norman Cohen (21 September 1934 – 10 November 2016) was a Canadian Juno Award-winning singer-songwriter, musician, poet, and novelist. His work often explores religion, isolation, sexuality, and personal relationships. Cohen has been inducted into the American Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and both the Canadian Music Hall of Fame and the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame. He is also a Companion of the Order of Canada, the nation's highest civilian honour. In 2011, Cohen received a Prince of Asturias Award for literature. Cohen's writing process, as he told an interviewer in 1998, is “like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I'm stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it's delicious and it's horrible and I'm in it and it's not very graceful and it's very awkward and it's very painful and yet there's something inevitable about it”.

Life requires effort, poetry requires attention. Tower of Babel is my best poem, along with Wrong Way to Salvation, and Between You and Me

Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman; May 24, 1941) is an American musician, singer-songwriter, artist, and writer. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an informal chronicler and a seemingly reluctant figurehead of social unrest. A number of Dylan's early songs, such as “Blowin’ in the Wind” and “The Times They Are a-Changin”, became anthems for the US civil rights and anti-war movements. Leaving behind his initial base in the culture of the folk music revival, Dylan’s six-minute single “Like a Rolling Stone” radically altered the parameters of popular music in 1965. His recordings employing electric instruments attracted denunciation and criticism from others in the folk movement.

I was born with verse in my blood. I was raised with poetry mixed in with my mother's milk. We were immersed in poetry from our school days; we were taught to read it, appreciate it, glean wisdom from it, knew all the poets of old by heart...Ironcally, in my culture, writing poetry is the high art and privilege of men seasoned by age and gifted by Creator with this rare talent; it was not for the young to 'fool around' with, so we were not taught or encouraged to express ourselves through verse. So I never knew I had it... It was in my young adulthood that I started to feel the Song of the heart stirring in me. A friend shared with me his poetry, showed me that we all have the capability, if only we tune into ourselves and listen. The first few tentative poems were born from under my pen. Then life happened, I tuned out, forgot that part of myself, shut the door on it for more than a decade. I do not know what prompted for my Song to resurface, one day it just started pouring out of me, but I am grateful for the reawakening of that part of my soul that I'd given up for lost, as well as for the people around me who fuel my inspiration. Whether intentionally or not, they keep the fire burning. An enormous Thank You to all of you for reading, commenting, sharing and inspiring. This is a wonderful and nurturing community for all aspiring poets. Prose is the language of the mind, poetry is the language of the soul.

These are writings from the inner workings of a mind in constant thought about LIFE and everything it entails for the purpose of self-transcendence and with the intention to bring more understanding and healing to my own life and possibly those of others. My journey is one of self-exploration and discovery. Since my beliefs lie on the premise that we are so strongly connected to everything in existence, in getting to know myself I am getting to know the world. Learning about the world teaches me about myself. I find freedom in understanding and expression. My one true love is the paradox of questioning existence.

I am writing my life now

poetry is my meditation

Hello I love to write from the heart! Hope you enjoy!

Love is the essence of pure thought. There is nowhere that this thought is not. I grew up in a small town in Oklahoma, just beyond the outskirts of several gypsum plateaus, miles of desert sand and vast horizons. I would go out into fields of sunflowers with my pen and paper, watching the currents of wind moving through miles and miles of wheat to write about the lucid imagery I would see when I closed my eyes, the experiences of coming out in a conservative community and finding my way as an artist in a place that did not nurture the arts. Words have always been my primary way to sort out my experiences into streams of consciousness that act as a form of self-discovery. Called by the overwhelming pull to follow my dreams, I relocated to the Catskills to follow my passions and put every idea into motion. I am currently working on several video projects, performances in several venues, live music, Sparkle Poetic radio ads, and many new things that you can keep up with on my website below. Welcome to the realm of words. Love is real. www.sparklepoetics.com

EFL teacher, interested in language education, intercultural dialogue and global issues. Very keen on literature and poem writing, in particular.

I started writing when I was incarcerated in feb 2013. It is and was very cathartic, it has in many ways helped me express and reflect on myself. It has become very important to me. Every piece I write is a small piece of myself. Hope you enjoy.

My name is Amber, I have three beautiful children who never seize to inspire me . I have been writing poetry from the age of 14 until now , and I consider it to be a tremendous release . I recently joined "The Greater Cleveland's Writer's Group" , I look forward to gaining as much insight and inspiration as I can from fellow writers My oldest daughter (Tabitha) is deaf , Through her I have learned so much , I went to College to obtain an Associates degree in American Sign Language, which I am fluent in , something I thought I would never be able to do , through my daughter , I have learned there are no limitations on what we can accomplish as an individual or together , the only limitations are the ones we set for ourselves , and fear will only hold you back , "It only takes 20 seconds of courage and I promise ,something great will happen"- We bought A Zoo (one of our favorite movies) .

I'm a social science student with an interest in philosophy, sociology and anthropology particularly. I would describe myself as a highly sensitive person but forever the optimist. Music is more than a hobby of mine, it is a way of life. I wear my heart on my sleeve and because of this I am a songwriter, musician and occasional poet. Instagram username- Marnoldkins

Lillianne, debe existir. Persona Melancólica.

Flows and spoken words...

I love to write and read. Make jewelry and sing, Car racing and motorcycles. Walks on the beach and horses. So much more. I love the country. Cotton fields. strawberies. Dressing up. I collect pictures.

Hey everyone!!!:) My name is crystal R. Things about me...:) . Varsity cheerleader at my high school . Short .Loud .shy .competitive .nice . sometimes funny .Favorite subject is math .Favorite colors are baby blue and pink Sports I played/play....:) . Basketball .Track .Volley ball .cheerleading My writing....:) . I only write poems . About love, life, friends, struggles, just basically anything . Started writing in 4th grade then I stopped then started writing again in 7th grade .I write because it's a good way to express myself. Oh, and to anyone who follows me, read my stuff, or comment on anything of mine, I wanna say thank you:) And please if you read my stuff to please comment:) And I know I'm not the best writer but please comment:) Thanks:) And if you have any questions about me or anything feel free to message me:)

My life is just what it is...mine. I've done some things that I'm not proud of... I have some regrets... One thing I can say is I'm only human... Live, Laugh, Love... *****These poems are not in order. Some of them were written years ago, some were written recently. I upload them as I find them*****

I love to write. It's as simple a fact as that. In third grade I checked out a large book of poetry and wasn't able to go back from there. Writing poetry became the outlet of the heartache of a young girl as boys broke her fragile heart. Then my "brocuz" killed himself and all those words that I had written previously felt empty. I had changed, and so my poetry changed. Writing is an expression of myself. Whether imagined or real every poem I write, every story, every word, is filled with who I am, and how I got to be who I am. Enjoy :)

“L'amour n'est pas un feu qu'on renferme dans une âme : Tout nous trahit, la voix, le silence, les yeux; Et les feux mal couverts n'en éclatent que mieux.”Racine Love is not a fire that one encloses in a soul: Everything betrays us, the voice, the silence, the eyes; And poorly covered fires only break out better. ” Racine

Welcome and thank you for coming. Enjoy my bio below. My pieces speak for themseleves. My work here is older, and I am picking through them for revisions and restructuring. -Robert

I love to write poems. It helps me to put down my feelings and I guess it's a way of venting. I have 2 sons, Jeff & Gary my grandson Josh & granddaughter Caitlin & my baby boy Rocky a ( Shih Tzu). I am so very pleased to say my son Gary and Jen are now husband and wife. They were married on 8/16/15. Such a beautiful Wedding and a most Wonderful Couple who Love each other very much. The best part is from this union I have 2 more grandsons Dillon and Colton, 3 beautiful granddaughters Samy (Samantha), Bella Mia and Addy (Addison) and 2 great grandsons Domy and Austin. This marriage means so very much to me. My daughter in law Jenny has raised her granddaughter Bella since she was 5 days old. She adopted her and her name is Bella Mia (2 years old). She is beautiful like her name. Together my son Gary and Jen will be adopting Bella's half sister Addy (5 years old). Jenny has been fighting to adopt Addy for more than 2 years. Addy has been awarded into the custody of Jenny and Gary. She will be flying home with Jenny on 8/28/15 from Florida to her "FOREVER HOME". In 90 days they will be allowed to adopt Addy. So both Bella and Addy are also my granddaughters. I am so very Happy. I now have a very large and loving family. I have written poems about Addy, and I want to Thank those of you who helped me pray for her to become family. Such a wonderful miracle has been witnessed. She is family now and she is beautiful. I love my daughter in law as she is a wonderful person, a fantastic Mom and a wonderful wife to my son. My son Jeffrey is my Hero. He's an upstanding guy, Honest and true. I'm so proud of him. He's also my Best Friend. God Bless. Sandi.

I rarely post... but, when I do... it means something to me! I write from the hip, straight to the chest. Take it or leave it. I love! I FEEL! I yell! I hurt! I wish everyone would snap the fuck out of it!!! BUT! Until such things come to pass, which is not likely in my lifetime, HERE! My poems, filled with LOVE! For you, for free. rip me off if you want. steal my words, claim them as your own if you wish, just as long as they spread like fire. As one of my many mentors, Nahko, says, "In the end, we are all spirit anyway..."

As a perpetual and chronic daydreamer I've always enjoyed the art of summoning emotion with written word. But it wasn't until recently that I was stricken by a very sudden, and equally deep, passion for writing poetry. It seems that we make good companions so I suppose we'll continue to occupy one another for a while longer... As a writer, I hope to publish a book of poems in the future. More importantly, I hope to paint a unique picture, stir emotion, or raise a few questions within my readers. If I can accomplish this, I have certainly achieved my goal and consider it a job well done. As a reader, I hope to experience literature that is capable of delivering me from this reality to place me within the realm of another, thereby offering a temporary escape from a world that is mine. I hope to discover phrases that might cause my perception to shift into something unfamiliar. Reaching the outer limits of my mind to the birthplace of epiphany. And if not, I simply wish to learn something new to me... Thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts, and feel free to leave some of your own . After all, feedback is fuel for inspiration... And now... A QUOTE: “Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, spinning that curious sense of your own.” ~ ~ Jerry Garcia

Fluttering my eyes open finding that the tears that were there yesterday are back. "These are my lies, and these are my truths."

Hello and welcome. I don't know what brought you to my profile, but I do hope you enjoy my few pieces. I lack form and style, and could care less about using either in my poetry to be quite frank. I write my poetry from the heart (sorry for the -true- cliché), it is my escape, and I do hope that my words can reach others. But that's enough about me, take a look at a few of my poems if you so desire and send me critiques/commentary if you feel inclined to do so. Thanks for considering viewing my page as being worth your time.

I love writing. It is my therapy. Sometimes my oxygen. I hope you enjoy my words. I hope they cause you to think, to feel different things, and to see parts of life from a different perspective.🌹

“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; And for poise, do all with the knowledge that you are never alone.” *The poems with stars are my favorites that I've written, although I haven't starred all of my favorites.*

Finally, the cracks are letting the light in, I can see the gold...

"Love may be hurt, but shall not love be brave?". ~George MacDonald A lady am I, gentlemen I win, with manners, charm too, unique in our differences, united in beauty.

My name is Victoria Rachelle and I'm 15 years old. Poetry is a way to get rid of the pain i feel inside my heart every day. It understands me and does not judge me. I can rely on it to always be there for me when i have no one else. Yes, my poetry may be a little dark but it only shows what and how i honestly feel inside. I have been through a lot of stuff in the past few years and poetry has helped me though it when i didnt think i could get through life anymore. Everyone has their own opinions on life and these are mine. Judge them as you wish but remember that i may not be the only one with that opinion.

The Split Man sculpture represents the mental state of the dysfunctional human (here represented as a 30 year old). This human (male or female) is falling apart because he/she cannot or will not dedicate his or her life to one goal, consequently can’t create his/her true self, and, by failing to apply that true self, achieve self-realization. Failure to make the goal a reality results in en-darkenment, to wit, (energy) depression. Achievement of the goal results in en-lightenment, to wit, (energy) elation, and the experience of rapturous joy. The Split Man wants to die, in fact, needs to die. He/she needs to return to his/her original state in order to recover his/her essential self, therefore his or her unique life purpose (read: dharma). It’s the 100% application of life purpose (or dharma) that leads to the experience of the true self. Split Man, Victoria’s Way, Co Wicklow Ireland

My name is Juanita Madrigal and i am 19 years old and i write poems, because writing them takes things off my mind and they let people know how i feel:)

Life is a joke laugh

“I don't wanna write that down, but I don't wanna keep it in my head either.” ~Andrea Gibson

I've always put my deepest thoughts into poetry. If it wasn't written down, I did it in my mind. A profound line that sticks with you and reminds you of lessons learned and emotions felt. I had the misfortune of being in a domestically violent relationship in my early 20's and to heal I used it as my muse for my poetry. I now use poetry to heal, grow and evolve. I'm very right-brained and use it as my creative outlet to maintain balance in my life. I write mostly about love lost as that is what gets me to my core. It humbles me and reminds me how much I love giving and receiving love. I know many can relate to a broken heart and that is what connects us. If anyone reads my poetry, whether about heartache or abuse and relates to it, that means we've made a connection. We've bonded and are reminded that we are not alone. If I can do that to just one person with my poetry, then I feel I've made the world a better place. Humans strive for connection and the most I can do is let someone know we are not alone and they too can overcome anything.

I'm shy and new to the whole poetry thing umm also my spelling is horrible so sorry about that :p Oh and umm I'm 17 lol Everyone seems to tlk about their age so ya Oh and if you guys have requests or anything that might help me please please message me!!!!!

The stories of emotions that make me who I am expressed through words that create visualizations of that time depicted in the history or near future of my life.

Found new love for poetry. A youngster who is seeking improvements in writing poetry, criticisms, comments, and guidances. - Thank you. “Do what you like, and like what you do”

The Refined Poet is an american poet, spoken word artist, author, and songwriter. He has written numerous poems, books, articles, blogs, teaching resources, devotional materials, and songs for religious and secular audiences. His versatility in poetic prose provides inspiration for those who appreciate the poetry genre. His motto for his poetry is: "Write to Inspire. Write to Express. Write to Live." "I create poetry under the pseudonym of "The Refined Poet" due to the style of my writings. I do not write from a place of angst, frustration, or inner turmoil. My poetry comes from biblical, thoughtful introspection and consideration of various topics while respecting the many forms of the poetic genre." ~TRP~ More poetry by TRP: My other free poetry links where you will find more of my writings: More poetry at HELLO POETRY My writings at WRITER'S CAFE My Official Poetry Site at THE POETRY PLACE And yet more writings at DEEPUNDERGROUNDPOETRY.COM Even more poetry at ALL POETRY

All you need to know is I write just as you do, i live and breathe my thoughts and now so do you .I infect you, now you live and breathe them too,and its good ,its all good we are here together ...and the virus will keep spreading..touching and feeling..

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