Here's a rather old one. To me this is also about learning as a whole. Maggots are life, and this is the moment of rebirth. I've had others say they see a degradation happening in this poem and well, even

I wrote this probably 2 or 3 years ago now. I've always enjoyed life's journey as a mountain range with high trails, some recently blazed and others abandoned centuries ago.

I wrote this little haiku while riding down the side of the highway on an electric bicycle. I was riding from Vancouver Canada, to San Fran. Quite the adventure. I would do it again in a heartbeat.

Hello Steemit! I am fairly new, I got an account almost a month ago but was out of town and thus away from social media. Its great to finally be here. I am a poet, writer, sailor, and parkour enthusiast.

Wearing broken hearts like the charms on a Pandora bracelet. Unaware she’s the first victim of her short circuit. Her autopilot’s hunting progress with naivety. The silver bullet keepin’ her allies as