Waking Up
up in the sky so high
the sun wakes up by and by
the morning dew slowly leaves
flowers whisper don't leave
soft breezes caress the trees
carefully rustling their leaves
grasses stand up reaching up
life in slumber wakes up
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Just One | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| Vanity | 0 | 07/03/2009 |
| Suffocating | 0 | 07/03/2009 |
| Talk then Listen | 0 | 06/29/2009 |
| Waking Up | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Lonely | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
| Seeing in Time | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Falling | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Broken Heart | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Dark Night | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
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