Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 16,752 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

761. Bi Polars What Is It Really Like 6/29/2009
762. Bicycled Halves 2/4/2010
763. Big Words 6/10/2009
764. Billy Bowleg 4/29/2010
765. Bink* Plack 12/10/2008
766. Bipolar Hypersexuality 3/1/2010
767. Bi-Polar Learning Curves 5/7/2011
768. Bipolars Halfway 7/3/2009
769. Bird 6/21/2013
770. Bird Nest Soup~~yep~eh~eh 3/18/2009
771. Birds A (Haiku) 6/28/2014
772. Birds A (Haiku) 9/4/2014
773. Birds And Bees 1/20/2010
774. Birds Flying 12/22/2008
775. Birds In The Woods 7/30/2009
776. Birds That Sing 5/17/2010
777. Birth 9/3/2014
778. Birth Of A Butterfly 3/17/2010
779. Bitten 4/18/2015
780. Black A Rose Made From Wood 2/16/2010
781. Black And Pink* 12/9/2008
782. Black And White 12/22/2015
783. Black Berrys Charm The Snake 8/29/2009
784. Black Hearts Transparent 7/18/2011
785. Black Hole 5/6/2009
786. Black Mail Extortioner 6/17/2009
787. Black Mink 2/3/2010
788. Black Or White 5/8/2015
789. Black Perfumed Silk 4/24/2011
790. Black Sand And White Paper 8/24/2009
791. Black Sea 2/2/2010
792. Black Sea Horses 9/21/2011
793. Blackened Red Blood 4/16/2009
794. Blackmail And Extortion 6/15/2016
795. Blame 3/21/2014
796. Blank Faces 8/18/2015
797. Blank Page No Ink 12/13/2008
798. Bleeding Apart 3/16/2009
799. Bleeding Parts 4/11/2010
800. Bleet Me In Heaven 12/14/2008
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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