8,760 Hours and My Thanks

Well, my kind and faithful readers, today marks one year since the return to my blog.

Just Self Expression?

Prior to a recent event, if asked, I would have said that I write solely as a form of expression. That my words flow out seeking nothing more than release. That I was not interested in who, or how many, would ever read the words.

Too Nice?

Maybe, as we are all artists, we are acutely aware of being critical about other’s art. We know that beauty lies along many paths and has many faces. We know what criticism can feel like when it applies to something you have birthed from your whole being. We know the subjectivity that lies at the heart of any judgement.

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

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

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life