[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Sensibility hung on the monument of life; the full breath of faith in humanity slowly exhaled through the flared nostrils of injustice - how foul the instinct of those claiming to be fair in a world where...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] My smile is what you never want to see, My weaknesses is the only thing you seek, My blood, you always want to sip, Heaven is what you will never see, My fiendish friend, you want me...

this week's writing prompt: a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. The excerpt above is from A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe who was born on this day, 19th January 1809 (d. 1849). 1 rule: SUBMIT...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Black as the cold night revolution is a fright harsh winds blowing temperatures going to a zero with so much sorrow ice glaze covers the grounds wine when we want to stay well and dine. [tabby title="Poet...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The house of positive The house of negative are both houses in which I have lived One took all I had to give The other showed me it is when there is nothing that one can start...