Sometimes, there are so many clouds in front of you that you forget that there is bright blue sky on the other side. Don’t you think? Ah well, it’s just a thought that I had.… more →
squarebrackets.blogCraigT wrote 13 hours ago: I I am. I am because I am. I am because I was. What was? Wasn’t then was. Was was there before I wa … more →
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merlinflower wrote 1 week ago: Cry, my child, When cruel is the world, All selfish and ignorant Religion destroying men Plundering … more →
seasweetie wrote 2 weeks ago: Today’s guest poet – Author Unknown What Cancer Cannot Do Cancer is so limited….. … more →
smogranch wrote 3 weeks ago: “Just Me” just me I thought I was never enough the world told me what I should be I coul … more →
quietmusician wrote 1 month ago: I’m still in the process of going through my old writings from two years ago. ‘Feeling L … more →
wepoplaski wrote 1 month ago: by Silas Weir Mitchell (1829 – 1914). Storm-waves and Fog on Dorr’s Point, Bar Harbor (1907) The fog … more →
squarebrackets wrote 2 months ago: Sometimes, there are so many clouds in front of you that you forget that there is bright blue sky on … more →
squarebrackets wrote 3 months ago: My spider plant lives Not been watered in some time Much stronger than I … more →
smogranch wrote 3 months ago: “Wishes” My memories of mom I wish there were more I wish the ones I have were better I … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: People. They passed me by with many a scornful stare. It was no wonder, for what they saw there befo … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: Who do you turn to when your feeling rather low? Where do you head for when there’s nowhere else to … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: How do you know it, when you have fallen in love, does it hit you, like a massive thunderbolt from a … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: What is this feeling, that people call – love is it really, as is said, a gift from above. Doe … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: As I sat there; I watched him, strolling aimlessly along. Mumbling quietly to himself, but doing no … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: The shock. The agonising pain… that shot across my chest down my right arm… and then back again. I c … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: You remember that day, so clearly now. The dockyard. The Jetty. The waiting ship. The sadness. The s … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: It has shared the youthful experience of romance. Pure and new. It has known the joy of tenderness - … more →
littleaboutme wrote 4 months ago: “What is thy purpose on the earth my son? the Old Man asked of me – as we stood on a cloud, high abo … more →