Decorated

We wear the medals with pride,
Fruit salad served on our chest…

If E’er The Cost

We are the sons and daughters,
Of a proud and vibrant nation…

Reminder of the Good

We shared a puits d’amour,
In the café on rue Bonaparte,
Parisian nights the gallery,
And pastry the delicious art…

Young Men

Forged within that stringent heat,
A different man is willful raised…

A Nurse Cries

She cries,
Salted pain hangs from her lashes,
And falls upon her light blue smock,
To mix with the sweat of long days.

MOS 8541

In paper fifteen hundred yards away
Now a perfect small circle can be seen

Brotherhood

A bond, not of blood, but of breed. For family is not about having the same blood, it is about who would shed theirs for you.

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

MasticadoresUsa

Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton / Director j re crivello

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive