Is It Poetry

Silver Star - 3,954 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

1. ውሄረ ወ መት - Where We Met 10/26/2014
2. አሙን ራ - Amun Ra 6/16/2014
3. ህድደን ዎርልድስ - Hidden Worlds 9/2/2014
4. ' Edge ' 3/23/2014
5. ' My Heart Is Heavy' 1/5/2012
6. ' Nature ' Is What We See 7/7/2013
7. day By Day 9/5/2011
8. filling Station 8/29/2011
9. through The Old Oak Tree 9/10/2011
10. ..... Vice 5/25/2014
11. ...... Lips 3/30/2014
12. ....... When, Lilly Kisses Rose 7/7/2013
13. ........ Modern Poetry 11/16/2014
14. ........ My Mental Health Counselor Retired 3/31/2014
15. ........ Shy 3/29/2014
16. ......... Job Security And Isis -new- 5/12/2015
17. ......... The Politics Of Fear In America 12/2/2014
18. .......... Rhyming Children 3/29/2014
19. ........... Ethics 3/8/2014
20. ........... My Friend Ignorance 3/28/2014
21. ............. Electric Lights 11/23/2014
22. ............. Elegy To The Class Room 11/19/2014
23. ................... Is It Not For The Child 4/15/2010
24. .......................Thus Is Why My World Must Be 10/14/2009
25. ......................A Soldier's Prayer 4/11/2011
26. .....................I Can Not Stay 7/18/2010
27. ...................On The Full Moon 2/28/2013
28. ...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired.. 5/16/2009
29. .................Abba (Father) 11/28/2010
30. .................After Love 7/13/2011
31. ................'Black Robed The Bench And Power' 10/28/2009
32. ...............Mine Was But A Thought 2/6/2010
33. ...............My Enigma 10/29/2009
34. .............Be Distinguished 1/13/2010
35. .............In Any Langauge It Is What 3/20/2010
36. .............Thine I Need A Quite Majority 3/14/2010
37. ............'Any Thing That Cost You Nothing' 11/8/2009
38. ..........Dream Catchers 6/27/2013
39. .........Rain 6/17/2013
40. 057512 4/14/2014
Best Poem of Is It Poetry

...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

She is he,
and he is She.
The two,
now lost, loves heart.
And bright,
the yellow sun.

You once we're two,
as one,
and ran around the world.
Inside both heads.

He fell inside loves fire.
And she,
his red heart pumping burned

Both fires,
burned ice cold hot.
Within Her,
light did give U.S. form.

Over shadows love,
swept out black coals.

Your smile, twin lips.
He kissed, both miss.


His face, from that.
Bright coals, still hiss.

Now alone again,
he walks into.

Loves,
loving ...

Read the full of ...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

Lid To My Box *

Round beveled square to a frame
bearing hues fading of dreams
maker in such crafted long ago
for whom but a guess many
names but few for the
wearer of the seal meant for me
not for you.

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