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a repository of experimental haiku & poetry
Poetry and Short Prose by #1 Amazon Best-Selling Author Gabriela Marie Milton
Writing, Poetry, Short Stories, Reviews, Art Contests
Poetry
poems and ruminations written in homespun plain language that everybody can understand.
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
"Be obscure clearly." - E B White
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
Cool Family Ideas
Sharing tidbits of my world
Music | Literature | People.
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
“ There is no world without Verona, but purgatory, torture, hell itself. ” – Romeo & Juliet – Act III, Scene III, Verse XVII
For both poets, however, the poetic self is an illusion. But it is an illusion that is invented and reinvented time and time again with each discrete observation and experience. When all of these discrete illusions are put together, we receive a whole picture of the writer and his times.
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