Bliss
PoetryThe porch was wet from the dropping water, And the sun was setting scarlet The sky was cloudy, as I...
Christmas.
PoetryChristmas means so many things Toys and presents to all it brings A happy time spent at home A sorrowful...
Dark Clover
Expats, PoetryUnder the clover I will hide me today Darkness descends here where I lay Shroud of mist help me not...
Crawling Inside Myself … Again
Editor's Pick, Guest Poets, PoetryCrawling inside myself again I never know if I will come out the end It’s such a tangled cobweb Dusty...





Lead Us On! An Update of a Civil Rights Anthem 

