Feeling
True blissFirst kiss
Time slows
round world
broken kiss
faded bliss
world's flat
time's back
Feeling
True bliss05-22-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
The Secrets | 0 | 08/14/2009 |
The gentleman | 1 | 08/14/2009 |
Unfinished poem | 2 | 05/26/2009 |
The corner of my house | 3 | 05/24/2009 |
Murder or Nightmare | 5 | 05/24/2009 |
Shadows of the dawn | 2 | 05/24/2009 |
The king | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
My ex has another | 1 | 05/29/2009 |
No Longer | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
The Animal | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
My heart's night | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
Feeling | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
Pastor's Prayer | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
Poem3 | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
Poem 1 | 2 | 05/29/2009 |
Poem2 | 1 | 05/29/2009 |
Midnight Train | 4 | 05/29/2009 |
Poem4 | 2 | 05/29/2009 |
The Little Village | 7 | 05/29/2009 |
The Dancer | 3 | 05/29/2009 |
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