The Lost

Why must the lucid be so elusive,
And why what I see so foreign to me…

Fight On

Injustice is not reserved,
For the wayward and owed…

Oh, Calliope

I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…

The Lost

Why must the lucid be so elusive,
And why what I see so foreign to me…

Oh, Calliope

I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…

Stand

Do not let my calm demeanor,
Make you for a minute think,
That I am not a man of purpose…

Evidence

Faith is usually reserved,
For believing without proof…

The Lost

Why must the lucid be so elusive,
And why what I see so foreign to me…

We The People

There is greater understanding now,
A global view of connections…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!