Conversations with Poets
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i see you... sitting there... ice water tears... filling... your eyes...
i feel sometimes like a raindrop f… into an ocean whose salty tides ca… before returning it to the sky onc… as if my entire existence moves in… feeling the effects of the moon an…
We watch captivated The quiet intensity Of a stage made larger than life And then With but a whisper
A lone traveler in a lonely world Tired of being all by himself, he… Gathering his thoughts, he puts be… (If only for the night) And prepares himself for the long…
...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs
In my dreams Whether experienced in the waking Or upon sojourning slumbers shore Is seen the visage of a rose aflam… It drifts there in the vacuum of m…
tireless she is ticking while i drop
passions bastard children our young love
like harland and wolff i breathed in
Listening to the wind tonight I hear a distant call Like the voice of a longing lover As she lay beside the leaves of th… Its expressions so gentle
writers writing readers intently reading
tears telling time for a heart that once beheld beauty and a moment so profound that its felt its own beat
Stripped Clean Can you imagine a day Stripped clean of all distractions Where two people could hold each o… And shelter each other from the wo…
do you feel that more importantly do you
a poem about laundry? sure ... I could pull it off