thoughtsgather

A space for my words to meander.

fault lines

Melancholy meanders

Shifting shapes

Living listlessly all around 

Poking and prodding

Finding fault lines

Entering

Sealing in the light

Salvation soaks

Sunday’s search sadly

Sanctuaries save souls

Sometimes

So seek slowly

Salivation soaks

So sweetly 

A space for my words to meander.

MY TROUBLED MIND

confessions are self-serving

LifeAsSheSeesit

Life somehow is chasing rainbows with a stranger; with that, you'll never be lonely.

The Living Marianas Trench

With a Challenger-deep Sentiments

Mindoftannguyen

Words are beautiful beyond meanings

Sarah Doughty

Novelist, Poet, Wordsmith

Peace in Darkness

weird alien đź‘˝

unbolt me

the literary asylum

Words on Empty Ears

Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.

Cafe Book Bean

Talk Books. Drink Coffee.

DoubleU = W

WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME

bujonswords

Poetry from an English Hart

James Radcliffe

Thoughts on Writing, Art, and Life

Everything I Never Told You

Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.

johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.

Poems and Petals

Because poetry. And petals.