Trish Hopkinson

A selfish poet

Thru Violet's Lentz

My view, tho' somewhat askew...

Jules Pens Some Gems...

Bits of sparkles to entertain***** No ads, no spam, no awards - Thanks

Intellectual Shaman

Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness

Brangien Illuminated

I am Brangien [Brangaine] of Weisefort, Ireland, lady-in-waiting to my cousin Isolde, who became promised to King Marc of Cornwall. His nephew Tristan escorted us to England by ship. But Tristan and Isolde fell in love at sea. As ye may know, or will find out, they cite the philter they drank as the cause, over which I was supposed to keep vigil. I would like to share my perspective of how I have created good in the world through my herbs and observations. There is much to tell, including how I have adopted this odd language. In good time. My life is in God’s hands. –Inspired by the modern French translations of the Tristan and Isolde texts

Abandoned Amenities

POETRY, ASSORTED QUOTATIONS, ETC...

Edge of Life

Let there be Light!

Cat Nap Revue

Copyright 2019 Bruce Jewett

Mark M. Redfearn

Poems and Pieces

pauldavidmena

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Haiku Poetry & Nature Photography

The Dark Netizen

Short Stories - Mostly dark ones!

AshiAkira's Blog

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Haiku 2019

Another year of short reflections

Wezzlehead

poetry by Robert Ford

Luna

Every now and then my head is racing with thoughts so I put pen to paper

HA's Place

the lived experiences and musings of an organic, home-grown poet

Haiku Gravy

observations of our world...usually smooth, sometimes lumpy