Inward

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    Inward
    Sinking inward --
    Till the grey winds –
    Reveal the golden light.

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    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.

    Moni’s Poems (17)

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    New Life 0 03/07/2009
    A New Dawn 0 03/07/2009
    Final Dawn 0 03/07/2009
    My Lord 4 03/04/2009
    My Stars 1 03/02/2009
    An Iron Broom 0 03/01/2009
    Dead Trees 0 03/01/2009
    Inward 0 02/27/2009
    Roses that don't smell 1 02/27/2009
    The Feast 1 02/27/2009
    Dedicated to nosy/preying people: 0 02/27/2009
    Lost Love 0 07/20/2009
    The Old Railroad 2 07/20/2009
    The Threads of Life 1 02/24/2009
    The Goal is here and Now 0 02/24/2009
    The Center of all Things 0 02/23/2009
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