LB Andrich
Profile
- Name
- LB Andrich
- City
- Atlanta
- Country
- United States
- Joined
- Dec 2007
I’m a traveler, a writer, construction worker, artist, and musician. Settled like a wave-particle, I hardly know where I am.
Yo escribo como una hija loca,
und philosophiere wie eine Uhr.
Politically driven, environmentally smitten, and pedantically poised, I’ll find my way running.
Groups
LB Andrich is a member of ***♂♥♥QUORN♥♥♀, Abstract Art, Abstract Realism, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., ART ACTION UNION - CREATIVE ACTIVISM, Art from the Workplace, Bits and Pieces , Boredom Competitions on the 24/7, Challenge Café, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Environmental Awareness, Fetish, Gaia - The Living Planet, Green!, Humour Captured, Illustration - Artwork for narrative content, In the Moment, In The Shadows, Mandala, Out of the Blue, Photo-Zen, Reptiles and Amphibians, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Six Words Only, Stillness Speaks, Symbolism in Art, Twisted Tales, Two Word Challenge and Writers' Market.
Journal Entries
walking with lavinia
Posted about 1 month ago, 1 comment so far.
six day ache
Posted about 1 month ago.
Seth in the Park
Posted about 1 month ago.
fourth month done
Posted about 1 month ago, 2 comments so far.
you don't need a hardhat
Posted 5 months ago, 2 comments so far.
love, mpd, and metaphysics
Posted 5 months ago, 2 comments so far.
biscuits
Posted 5 months ago, 1 comment so far.
inspiration
Posted 5 months ago.
crosswords
Posted 5 months ago.
We can be Heros
Posted 5 months ago.
Art
Writings
espero
Soy la sobreviviento…
Summer
Summer shimmers winter’s rough skin / brow to toe / off like plastic casing / off and cast like a two-day love / new green thighs, / torso arched, / stretch and stretch again one toe-rut in t…
And then...
We discussed the world / in words of nothing, loving / placidity wild
horizon sighs
rain licks long strides / road to road winding rivers / horizon sighs
Excuse me, sir
Excuse me, sir / but I love you.
Three Cities, Three States
Caught between / the minute hand and a leaky valve / bus long gone / clouds dripping spit / gloves cat-tattered / one shoe lost The morning dove coos / your tears, eight states away / desperate hi…
