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Number and VerseA Poem by Robert RonnowThe question should not be in what ways writing and utterance trope each other, but how both are involved with number. Without relating the technology.. |
WhyA Poem by JexThere is no right answer to just one question and there is always more than one answer, and sometimes they're just is no answer |
Orgy Of PainA Poem by Satish VermaThere should not have been any question marks on your |
Broken Dreams of MarchA Poem by mel3720 |
The QuestionA Poem by A Bohemian WomanIn the society of hunters and hunted, when is prey not a prey? |
What if People can Create Food Out of NothingA Story by LoxJust a pondered question. |
Not a Love but a Pondering PoemA Poem by da_greatWhen suddenly you realize that your significant other is as wonderful as nature's beauty. |
God is a hamsterA Story by Ethan JobaliaBut does it really matter? |
Virtual ImagesA Poem by Satish VermaA very crude question, I will ask. What kind of |
Answer to Why MeA Poem by Poetic BeautyAn answer to why me asked ten years ago give or take a year relating to the poem I wrote Charming. |
Long Story ShortA Poem by Robert RonnowA walk around the block in my parents’ neighborhood at dawnwearing mom’s sweater and pop's sneakers with a clown hole cut out for toe inf.. |
Asking, Merely AskingA Poem by Andrew JohnMy friend, why have you spun out of joint?Or am I now cross-eyed?Is one of us running out of rhythm?Or both spinning in circles?Why is everything I sa.. |
Repeat your sins...A Poem by KristinaXSatin fabric... wrap my hands, wrap my mouth.You know you want too.To own someoneWhat would you do?No restrictions...And youspit in my face, nothing.Y.. |
At a PartyA Poem by Robert RonnowI spoke with two people at the party Saturday.A young police officer, short-haired, fit,chiseled face who had two young children.He felt constrained b.. |
New Haven TerminalA Poem by Robert RonnowAcross the track, a rail yard workerbig innocent bear of a guy, beerbelly, embraces his girl. She’sa conductor, comes up to that belly,reaches a.. |
PurgatoryA Poem by CarewWhere are we? This can’t be heaven, And it’s not hell. Somewhere in the middle? The cries deafen, But no ringing of bells. .. |
Hope For HomeA Poem by Kane HagwoodA free verse poem I wrote, trying to sort out difficult emotions. |