Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 25,849 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

361. All Find My Tongue 5/13/2010
362. All Gather Patiently As She Waits 12/11/2008
363. All I Am 4/9/2009
364. All I Know Must I Hide 4/26/2010
365. All Knotted Up 8/3/2010
366. All Other Woman 12/2/2010
367. All Roads 3/24/2014
368. All That I Have 5/6/2010
369. All The Birds 6/14/2011
370. All The Days Before 12/3/2013
371. All Things Will Die 12/1/2011
372. All You Hold Dear 12/19/2008
373. All You See 1/20/2009
374. All Your Life I Have Spent My Love On You 11/17/2016
375. Alligator Trapher 4/16/2009
376. Alligator Traphim 12/24/2008
377. Alligator Traptogether 4/22/2009
378. Almost My First Time 12/25/2009
379. Alone 7/12/2009
380. Alone I To Need Your Love 11/9/2016
381. Alone In Need Of You 5/30/2009
382. Alone In The Garden At Dawn 6/21/2014
383. Alone In The Moment I 5/12/2016
384. Alone Wet Cold And Abandoned -new- 12/3/2016
385. Alone Without Your Face 11/18/2016
386. Alone* 12/10/2008
387. Alone, A Single Blush On You 5/17/2009
388. Alone, 'A Special Child 4/30/2010
389. Alone. 4/22/2009
390. Along The Feild As We Are Seen 7/6/2013
391. Always 5/11/2013
392. Always Of The Same Mind 5/24/2009
393. Always Your Darkness Inside I See 4/15/2009
394. 'Always, ' 5/11/2013
395. Am I Am 9/1/2011
396. Am I 'What' I Am 12/10/2009
397. Amarillo's In The Spring 8/15/2015
398. Amark Aface Atear 5/26/2009
399. Ambidextrous 4/17/2009
400. Ameri>can Sods Are Sexuality 5/13/2009
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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