Another I remember days of slumber unconcious, enveloped content to think and grow within constriction. I left to pursue a career (and...
Diver Down in the dawn Where the buds are waking, Smooth slips across to the sea, Forsaking a pale explosion For fathoms of creation, A start for...
Andrew Here is a link To success, A bridge To recognition. One who has crossed And waits for others In need Of aid. Here is one Without a role,...
I wrote this in french, originally... the translation is included. It sounds best when read out loud in the original language. Les Moutons Dans...
I love it love it love it!!
He's laying diamonds on the floor; justification Light from the windows makes them dance And only he can see the wild rhythms He got there late...
no way, no way. in the article, they gave one comment from mike, who was really the only one in the band who wanted not to split up.
the second one really does it for me, great job
We All Sit In The Graveyard With Our Scuzzy Converse On the only creative part, in my opinion
dudical
Lift it. Let it live, Hurried and tired. Love it to death, Resigned to raise Society's child. Open the box. Taste what was ordered Before it runs...
The Commitment Oh, I remember Days of slumber, unconcious, Continually enveloped, Wrapped by my own construction. I left to pursue a career (And...
chouette, very cool
you have good taste
I like it, but poems shouldn't be so ADD. Don't think you have to include every idea in a single poem -- you have material here for a lot of good...
oi... perfect
I like it... because the people who go to WC are peasants, but because they're your customers, they are the Kings and Queens. Ironic and stuff.
Ho hum... my mind is kind of one-track right now :rolleyes:;) Approaching Homeostasis Splendid blended Moonrise on the rocks Orange purple...
In the most recent issue of the New Yorker, there was a fantastic article pertaining to the HUGE problem of global warming. Before reading this...
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