got up at seven
wrote sixty-eight syllables
it’s now nine nineteen
got up at seven
wrote sixty-eight syllables
it’s now nine nineteen
I dream so I write ..
New Ideas, New Forms
Musings from an insignificant writer
Go outside - free your mind!
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger