STÖK

STÖK

Young artist looking to become a musician and poet. On here to publish my work. If you enjoy what I've written, please don't hesitate to share it with others. If my work plants even a single seed, one more flower can bloom in the garden. If you are a musician or in a band and you like my lyrics, feel free to contact me on facebook, I would be happy to lend my talents. All work displayed is copyrighted unless otherwise specified. ©Michael David Ament, 2017-2023 This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

View Full Profile →

Blogs I Follow

Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar

Top Posts & Pages

  • If anybody cares.
  • Slumberlust.
  • Germination.
  • Envy.
  • The Gods Lie.
  • Neon Hearts.
  • Quote
  • Quote
  • Scribe of Agartha.
  • Oblivion march.
  • Email
  • Facebook
  • Widgets
  • Connect
  • Search

STÖK

Poetry and an alternative perspective on reality and human interaction.

Tag Archives: Khalil Gibran

December 4, 2013STÖKArt, Khalil Gibran, Poetry Leave a comment Quote

Quote

“Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking.” -Khalil Gibran

Quote…

Quote
Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
Visionary Poems

Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual

The dark ink

Write it if you can feel it.

NO MIDDLEMAN ART GALLERY Edge of Humanity Magazine

Inner Peace

True wealth is the wealth of the soul

Soul Symphonies

My Heart Perched On Verse

the many-headed monster

the history of 'the unruly sort of clowns' and other early modern peculiarities

The Bard of Liminga

no one's ever lost forever/they are caught inside your heart/if you garden them and water them/they make you what you are -- amanda palmer

FracturedGalaxies

Tokyobling's Blog

Tokyo in Photos

Poesy plus Polemics

Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy

Lights in the Dark

Beyond Language

The Poetry of Pablo Saborío

y

what it comes down to

RED GLADIOLA

Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong

Hortus Closus

Pour vivre heureux, vivons cachés

end of the railway

Glen Hunter

If ever I would stop thinking about poetry and politics...

dionisopunk.wordpress.com/

Webzine

linear liminality

poetry & prose from K. Bain

Emily Broussard Art

Contact: 660artist@gmail.com

Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy
  • Subscribe Subscribed
    • STÖK
    • Join 297 other subscribers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • STÖK
    • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar
Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started