Zero song

I don't have much but I don't have to tie any ties I don't have a car but I've got the stars and the bars I don't have a p.h.d. but I read some books and pen a few ideas

After Party

The party's over; the fun begins

Snew!

Snew! no. Accent

Six

Repost: I've turned my latest poem "Six Months" into a song - sing it a whole lotta country, and a little bit rock 'n roll! Yee-ha.
Cherry

If you meet me, have some sympathy 10

A story in 200-word episodes. If you’re born in Hell, what are you supposed to think? You just do your job and keep your head down.
Gold cherry

Poetry in Motion (I.P.)

bronze, be her body, un a reet dazzlin sheen...

The Lonely Night

The hopelessness of bereavement..............

i bleed--

the sky shudders electrifies me in its storming

The Minimalist Poem

The Begining The Middle The End..............

THE CHOSEN ONES ( PART FORTY EIGHT )

Yet another encounter.

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