Poems from MiguelAMorales

I do not consider myself a writer, though the people that know me do. I am not opposed to the idea either. I do, however, consider myself an "English enthusiast." I am in love with English and I decided to take part in a community of fellow lovers of English.
 The existence of humans is like that of a safe.Man, woman, and child seal away that which makes them themselves.The painful moments of...
Nothing quiet like these changing views. However so beautiful, here, they are scattered and failing. Continuously fading. Wavering. But...
There is a story in everything. Written in different forms. Etched within the bark of a tree. Imprinted in the land.  Scattered about the...
I walk the same way. Foot prints upon the ground. Every step is a mark I've made down this journey I take.  Though my path may be unsteady...
Fragmented and whole. Dealt a blow by this world and its inhabitants. Pieces of me fell about but where I was missing, I forged myself anew...