(04/30/1969 / fernandina beach, fl)

Poems of chris bowen

1. a coin to turn 5/12/2010
2. a few haiku to you 4/6/2010
3. a haiku date 5/13/2010
4. a haiku game 5/13/2010
5. a haiku pop up 5/14/2010
6. a haiku secret of love 5/13/2010
7. a haiku thirst 5/14/2010
8. a haiku verse 5/13/2010
9. accountant 5/12/2010
10. air 5/9/2010
11. all american report 4/17/2010
12. amelia island 4/27/2010
13. an appeal to the irish 4/1/2010
14. an oak and a promise 3/25/2010
15. avril lavigne 5/21/2010
16. baby on the cross 3/29/2010
17. bag of goodies 4/15/2010
18. better 5/12/2010
19. bible lies 5/5/2010
20. bird flew in 4/15/2010

blood

the angel haint, the taint blood of humanity.kill with vanity witch.the ditch of the cemetary over flows with bones that used to belong to the old and the strong.the song of the wind is angels will kill again.fill a cemetary with corpses.pierce the eye with the double try, know my blye is a porches.

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