Editorial – Park Bench

Will is a gentleman of indeterminable age. His disheveled look and gray hair bode of some miles on the old man, but his demeanor, clarity of thought, and somewhat caustic humor speaks like he is living his youth.

The Sparkle in Your Eyes

The light from the stars has traveled,
A million years just to twinkle in your eye…

Alien

Must I leave the earth that I love,
Transit the most dangerous place…

An Inclination

Why to Only the given form,

There be New hoping born…

Collaboration

Like choir hymns or harmonies heard,
A blending of thought and subtle word…

Leap Year

What if you could be gifted some,
A few hours, or even a day,
What would you have that time become,
Before it too passes away.

Alien

Must I leave the earth that I love,
Transit the most dangerous place…

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