Wandering Poeta

Journeys of Discovery

All writings and photography by Joseph Bailey

The Poet

A blank page…how does it begin…in another realm…a thought or something else…who shows us the way or sees things so differently than a common eye can behold…

We scramble and shuffle with another sense and time…does it matter how anything starts…a creation from an empty sky…who is the writer, really…

A word or a phrase that can take a heart to another time and space…are these hands capable to conceive…an open door that leads minds away from a land of misery…how distressing or beautiful it may seem…it’s between the lines…

A mystery will most often find that the writer, really isn’t mine ❤

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The Poet 8

A blank page…how does it begin…in another realm…a thought or something else…who shows us the way or sees things so differently than a common eye

The Poet 7

A blank page…how does it begin…in another realm…a thought or something else…who shows us the way or sees things so differently than a common eye

The Poet 6

A blank page…how does it begin…in another realm…a thought or something else…who shows us the way or sees things so differently than a common eye

The Poet 5

A blank page…how does it begin…in another realm…a thought or something else…who shows us the way or sees things so differently than a common eye

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