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Just UsA Poem by Robert RonnowSuppose there is no life in space, just us. And we inhabit Mars,air condition Venus. Hold family barbecues, national holidayson Mercury. Fly to Jupite.. |
Chambermaid With RavensA Poem by Robert RonnowThe Aberdeen bus arrives, deposits and boardsthe same people daily. One is the dark-hairedchambermaid at the tourist lodge, awkwardin her print dress .. |
I prefer to sleep and dreamA Poem by Robert RonnowI prefer to sleep and dream than facethis solitary room. No pity, I go onwithout a drink and look with gay eyes onmy future in a forest or a city, som.. |
In a DayA Poem by Robert RonnowThe one power that a man can have is inthe perfection of himself. He changeswith the weather but of this he's unaware.A churlish man and his teacher a.. |
Jet, cracked paint, teaA Poem by Robert RonnowThe clouds take a little blue from the skybeyond, how beautiful the weather makes lifeseem. The sky is where the soul goes whenthe mind runs out of de.. |
Nineteen Minutes to BedtimeA Poem by Robert RonnowJack just had a big fight with his son Zach about it. He saidI'm tired of hearing how you're too tired to do your homework. You'renot too tired to pla.. |
untitledA Poem by N R WhyteI am a sunflower.I turn my yellowand black face,bruised, to the sun,hoping its light willheal me.With my eyes closedI can see my stamen,veins in my ey.. |
SomethingA Poem by Robert RonnowSomething created. Does the creator think aheador spill a storm. Rain happens. We supply thereasons. Evaporation of water collecting overhuge expanses.. |
AmbulanceA Poem by S.F. WeasLThe story of life and death, the struggle of acceptance... |
Wish I WasA Poem by BLWish I was the breeze Floating by Gliding over land and sea Free and easy Seeing you there I would kiss your face Wish I was an Eagle On warm.. |
Something great has now begunA Poem by Raja Anjana KothapalliA poem on 'Love at first sight.' |
God is correction, feedback and bifurcationA Poem by Robert RonnowVivacious, practical, self-directedMary Bailey, nice bodyit makes no sense that just because Georgemight never have been she suddenly becomes a shy,ho.. |
For those who ponderA Poem by J.M. SantósThat which is profound knows no other way to be than dark For darkness rests upon the face of the deep And he who questions eventually comes to .. |
Bed of ThornsA Poem by HelenaBed of Thorns Sleep not on a bed of thorns but rather sleep in the comforting dreams of one who loves you night time closes the deep purple.. |
SmileA Poem by the writer of woeJust some thoughts of my beloved. |
I rememberA Poem by Teresa Powellthe first time I saw my guyfriend eye to eye and face to face in person |
Narcissism failed to benefit meA Poem by fattycbreezy52all your reflections cannot be a perfection |