My inner poet and I...we write poetry, take pictures and dream a lot...
If I had to describe my inner poet, I'd say he looks at the world... a little eschewed, but lives patiently in me, giving me fragrant hope where there was none. He inspired me to write although it never occurred to me I could write. Surprisingly, the more I wrote, the more I had to say. An author... Sign in to see full entry.