Within An Hour
Within an hour....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.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Within An Hour | 0 | 01/14/2011 |
| For Yuki | 1 | 01/14/2011 |
| The Dark Spoken Words | 0 | 11/10/2010 |
| Inpirational Words | 0 | 10/31/2010 |
| Untitled | 1 | 10/23/2010 |
| Unwanted Princess | 0 | 10/20/2010 |
| Lock Me Away | 0 | 10/20/2010 |
| You Don't Know... | 1 | 10/20/2010 |
| I Want My Family To Be Like... | 0 | 08/05/2010 |
| Evil Love Lost | 0 | 07/02/2010 |
| Creature of the night2 | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Love | 0 | 02/26/2010 |
| Creature Of the Night | 0 | 02/26/2010 |
| Dark Angels | 0 | 02/24/2010 |
| Life To Me | 0 | 02/18/2010 |
| Who I Am | 1 | 02/18/2010 |
| What's It Like To Be Me | 0 | 02/18/2010 |
| Nothing To Say | 0 | 02/18/2010 |
| Pressure | 1 | 02/17/2010 |
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