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StorySo Sing 09000250212 years 6 months ago
StoryTribute to Authors Great 09000250012 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Token of Love 09000250212 years 6 months ago
Storyplea to a poet 09000250012 years 6 months ago
Storypoetry is... 09000250012 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Sunset 09000250012 years 6 months ago
StoryShooting Star 09000250112 years 6 months ago
StoryNova 09000250012 years 6 months ago
Storysci-fi poem 09000250112 years 6 months ago

My stories

So Sing

On a pure and perfect day, When the sun does gloriously shine, And the waves lap gently Upon these gleaming shores. This is the sort of day When all the world is right

Tribute to Authors Great

When I am sitting all alone, I harken To the silence; the breath of time. I tilt my head and listen, As the pattern of this quiet makes a rhyme. The stillness of an autumn even,

The Token of Love

Oh, what sparkling sunlight plays upon this wall! Mottled through the trees, that swishing, call To you who pass; to stop and listen, "Pause my friend; watch as we glisten."

plea to a poet

think deeply of the terror, man's strife think long on the meaning of life. point out the suffering, humility or pain but remember to show us we can live again. poet, whoever you are,

poetry is...

poetry is the soft summer's breeze in your hair, the warm glow of sunset, and the whisper of trees dancing, in the air. poetry is golden sunlight's first rays,

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