Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 11,272 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

361. Alone, A Single Blush On You 5/17/2009
362. Alone, 'A Special Child 4/30/2010
363. Alone. 4/22/2009
364. Along The Feild As We Are Seen 7/6/2013
365. Always 5/11/2013
366. Always Of The Same Mind 5/24/2009
367. Always Your Darkness Inside I See 4/15/2009
368. 'Always, ' 5/11/2013
369. Am I Am 9/1/2011
370. Am I 'What' I Am 12/10/2009
371. Amarillo's In The Spring 8/15/2015
372. Amark Aface Atear 5/26/2009
373. Ambidextrous 4/17/2009
374. Ameri>can Sods Are Sexuality 5/13/2009
375. America 5/3/2011
376. America And Why In Part It Is Broken 8/21/2015
377. America Radicalized 9/24/2014
378. America, You Had Better Be Afraid 7/27/2013
379. American Blacks And Poor Whites 11/26/2014
380. American Education 3/1/2010
381. American Jobs 5/7/2014
382. American Rule Of Law 11/25/2014
383. American The Post Office 7/24/2013
384. Americans 3/20/2013
385. America's Human Rights Violations 11/17/2014
386. A'Message 5/23/2009
387. Amongst All Of These 12/18/2008
388. Amongst The Flowers 7/18/2011
389. Amongst Them No Longer I Am * 12/8/2008
390. Amouth Of Dreams 12/19/2008
391. Amusing Myself 6/10/2013
392. An Almost Made Up Mind 11/17/2009
393. An Any Thing Word 2/21/2010
394. An Assumption 1/4/2010
395. An Empty Crows Nest 3/5/2010
396. An Hour Is Too Long 6/4/2010
397. An Incalculable Secrecy 1/12/2010
398. An Island In The East 7/29/2011
399. An Observation On, ' Judgement 1/31/2011
400. An Offering Of Peace 5/26/2010
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..

C*taking Turns *

Short of wind your breath belies
the dragging of your heal in
dust we trust.

Sweat dried sand to face
scoured fresh blush the
wind has made
to know.

Wind lifts my arms to take
from you this gift is
precious so.

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