Look for me.
Among the trees…
In the Woods.
It’s my place …
Look for me, there.
Anything and Everything, but mostly Poetry
between here and there lies the inbetween
If music be the food of love, play on✨
I'm nobody! who are you? Are you nobody too, then there's a pair of us. Don't tell! they'd advertise you know. How dreary-to be somebody. How public-like a frog. To tell one's name-the livelong June, to an admiring bog. Poem by Emily Dickinson.
reflections on faith and family life
Poetry. Art. Photography. Musings.
Writer of children's literature, short stories and poetry
Interviews, reviews, marketing for writers and artists across the globe
The role of the artist is to not look away. - Kurosawa
Paula Light's Writing Site | The Classic Edition
poetry and prose
practising for a whole life
Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
LETTERS to TIME PASSING
Read ,Write & Explore
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Of Books, Photography, and Tea
Just want to share some words that I read/heard somewhere which touched me in an intellectual or soulful way.