The String Poet

The String Poet

57 years old
Male
Location
Long Beach
United States
Current Status

FCN Online Store: FCN Travel Mugs

Location

Groups

11 Groups...

Events

7 Events...

Tags

Birthdays

Music

Videos

About

If to the light
we shine our union,
The sun will smile
upon our shores...

Latest Blog Posts

3 Blogs...

Feed

The Wall

10 Wall Posts

Please login or sign up to post on this network.
Click here to sign up now.
  • Depth Writer
    by Depth Writer 1 day ago
    HAPPY BIRTHDAY ENJOY N PLAY IT... TURN UP THAT VOLUME
  • Sonnet Diva
    by Sonnet Diva 5 years ago
    Happy Birthday String Poet miss reading you
  • Sonnet Diva
    by Sonnet Diva 5 years ago
    snowball fight? Photobucket
  • Michelle Reid
    by Michelle Reid 5 years ago
    Sting have not chatted with you in forever... How are you? Life seems to take us in one direction and you never know when you will meet on the path of life again... SMiles. Michelle
  • Depth Writer
    by Depth Writer 6 years ago
    It's someone's birthday
    a celebration to sway
    sing, and dance all day

    H
    A
    P
    P
    Y

    B
    I
    R
    T
    H
    D
    A
    Y

    May it be all you expect... through the years~
  • Tarringo Basile-Vaughan
    by Tarringo Basile-Vaughan 6 years ago
    Happy Birthday Mr Stuart! Hope you enjoy the day!
  • Depth Writer
    by Depth Writer 6 years ago
    HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY--- CASE NOT HERE IN THREE DAYS TO TELL YA... ENJOY, AND BE GOOD AT BEING GOOD LOL :)
  • Teri LaFaye
    by Teri LaFaye 6 years ago
    Have a merry christmas!

    Teri
  • Vox and Quill Poetry
    by Vox and Quill Poetry 6 years ago
    It is an honor to be your friend! Keep jammin' and throwin' down flow! FLEX IT BABY!!!
  • Teri LaFaye
    by Teri LaFaye 6 years ago
    I can't seem to make the "accept" friend icon work. It hasn't since I became a member. Nevertheless, have a Happy Holiday.

    Teri

Latest Activity

Latest Blogs

  • Depth Writer
        The air smelt of stale urine, though it blew Seashells bare formed a forest in middle dew Well hairs deep standing with the watery openess, lay in substance. Trees stare into tails ... Depth ...
  • Depth Writer
        A genocide had came and gone; leaving nothing to trace, only remnants of  brick-red chalk lines where bodies were laid to rest upong, their deaths. And the moon and soil ... Depth ...
  • Depth Writer
        Dark, narrow hallway Despair writ in lipstick on the mirrored wall A squeeking chair rocked back into another time Souless as it cried through the wind of change. Depth ...
  • Depth Writer
    Gentle sands laid across empty brows As high, as one could imagine, there it lie ever-more In suclusion, isolated from mortality and its bed of despair On peeks where crows nest in wait, on ... Depth ...
  • Depth Writer
    O'er dem dare hills, I saw with my own, a man the size of da Liberty scoot and go da running away from dem shop-keepers. Funny if, I think back, watching dust fly up in dose damn hill crowns, a ... Depth ...

Latest Forum Activity

Friends

53 Friends

  • Tarringo ...
  • Flexwriters Of Poetry
  • Michelle Jordan
  • ButterflyXodus
  • evil penguin
  • Clara Ray
  • Kristine  Kenyon
  •  Maria Mosaic  Poetry
  • Cindy Lynne
  • Michelle Reid
  • Cochise
  • Rugeye