If Love Was

If love was worth gold,
You would be priceless still…

Words of Yore

Why do we mimic poets past,
In the forms so dated and old?

The Devil in You

I know that she is in there,
A vixen hiding somewhere,
Behind your practiced pretend,
Desires you hide my friend.

Fiery

So, this one is for another writer whose words I find to be such an honest and genuine representation of who she is. Her writing is sensual, powerful, and captivating while being delivered in a luxurious display of word play, lyrical flow, and tapped emotions.

Allay

I think that you have heard me say
Rhyming ‘ee’ was not child’s play

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.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

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