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synesthesiA Poem by aaaaThis is a poem about synesthesi the disease that causes your mind to mix up senses |
Entwined LoveA Poem by KARENTogether forever! |
BLOCKA Poem by kublakhan2708 11 09 |
Mystery ManA Poem by Phillip HeidlerHow I felt about someone I cant have |
Thanks for the EyesA Poem by Mike GoodwinShe junglin' Ahri. |
RainfallA Poem by RahulToday again after a long time rain came and i again made some wishes to have some more coldness, it was a day that made my day. |
I Lobed YouA Poem by Jesse FuentesI wanted to experiment by attempting to make a body part more erotic than what it is |
Sweet NothingsA Poem by ArchaicDreamerSweet nothings whispered in your ear... |
I want to stayA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereLove is staying up all night with a sick child - or a healthy adult. David Frost |
The Invention of ZeroA Poem by Robert RonnowZero.By which nothing is divided.No zerono negativeno oppositeno hopeno Adam, no apple, no marriage, no morning.No mirrorno knowledgeno God, no soul, .. |
Birding by EarA Poem by Robert RonnowThe poem requires a mindthat finds meaning, even divination,in language. Non-fiction,up to academic standards, demandsevidence. Nothing less will do.M.. |
The SelfA Poem by Robert RonnowWhat kind of day was it. Cleanthe house. Notice the full moon.Read a sheaf of old poems.Listen to jazz tunes. Open mail.Refuse to make of it morethan .. |
The dance of EustachianA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereGive every man thy ear, but few thy voice. William Shakespeare |
White LieA Story by Woodythe consequences of a lie, even if it is white, can be extremely detrimental to your family |
A closer earA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaegherePrayer is an act of love; words are not needed. Even if sickness distracts from thoughts, all that is needed is the will to love. Saint Teresa of Avi.. |
Whisper LoudA Poem by Alfred Kukitzcooooooooo |
EAR! EAR!A Story by Peter RogersonSometimes little things can happen, so small and insignificant you'd thing I'd dismiss them, but they grow into a story. Like an itchy ear |
is stillness the goalA Poem by Alfred Kukitzcount the leaves |