Me
Underneath my outside face is a face no one can see A lot less happy A lot less sure But a whole lot more like me Shelli Carlisle ©..
Poetry
Dust
The crisp white paper is a stark contradiction to the stale words scribbled upon it pretending to be prose She sits for days and weeks at a..
Poetry by John Trudell
Valentine the way your heart beats in my heart in my heart our heart romancing romance dancing loves dance we are the stars singing ancient..
Poetry by Jaeda DeWalt
Romance, Bliss, Pain Dawn Bonner The talented and lovely Jaeda DeWalt is sharing eight poems. Romance and poetry go hand in..