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09/28/2014The Anne Marie Gale67Ballad
09/27/2014Bed of the rose54Haiku
09/27/2014To Know32Rhyme
09/24/2014Frozen53Rhyme
09/23/2014My soldier30Rhyme
09/23/2014New Morning51Rhyme
09/22/2014Never to forget34Rhyme
09/21/2014The Echo85Imagism
09/21/2014Not to worry67Haiku
09/20/2014Natural walk102Haiku
09/20/2014In a bottle98Haiku
09/18/2014Inside out39Rhyme
09/17/2014Goodnight:36Rhyme
09/17/2014The nightmare68Rhyme
06/27/2014feelings of a man223Romanticism
05/31/2014My last words367Rhyme
05/22/2014Just like you195Rhyme
05/08/2014becoming of me224Rhyme
05/07/2014Through the mirror181Rhyme
05/07/2014My Granddad312Rhyme
05/05/2014Blackbird226Lyric

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From New England, Boston area :)  

                                                                                                                                                        I want to write mostly for those who feel alone and  have been abandoned and thrown out or away by there own, for humans misunderstanding is to common,  we are all different, and you are not alone, I am here writing for you if you can't

I have two daughters and separated from marriage, started to write poetry Feb, 2012, I wrote as a teen two years, but got to busy with life and stopped, a close friend who I met again later in life reminded me and kept asking me to write again, so I finally said ok, I will try again, and happy I did, I feel she has inspired everything I have written, and I never would have picked up a pen to write ever again if we had not met,

  I never even thought about writing till then, I had forgotten, and wish I had kept it up, I think of what could have been written long ago, but who knows maybe they were inside waiting and now my time to write has come, and I find other poets are the kindest people, so it makes me happy to be accepted into a group of wonderful artists, and feel I have a place in this life as our planet spins away in space into the unknown, as we all go for the ride, and write our histories for the ones coming behind us,