Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 5,204 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

81. A Cuddle 2/28/2010
82. A Day Comes 1/4/2010
83. A Day-Piece 7/16/2013
84. A Dead Body Climbed On Top Of Me 7/3/2013
85. A Death Blow Is A Life Blow To Some 2/9/2013
86. A Death-Bed 7/4/2013
87. A Debt 9/7/2010
88. A Dictators Vat Of Bleached Words 4/10/2009
89. A Different Path Again To Insanity 11/23/2013
90. A Different View 1/8/2014
91. A Dirty Old Man 7/4/2013
92. A Disguise 12/24/2009
93. A 'Disguise' 12/28/2009
94. A Dog Once Normal 9/18/2009
95. A Dream Forbidden 5/21/2010
96. A Dream Of Death 7/5/2013
97. A Drop Of Blood 6/22/2013
98. A Face Beneeth A Cloud 12/23/2009
99. A Face On A Stage 5/27/2009
100. A Fair Pale Face 3/1/2010
101. A Fantasy. 5/17/2010
102. A Feeding Baby 1/28/2010
103. A Fetus Is Not A Person 1/26/2013
104. A Few Ladies 5/22/2009
105. A Fire - Haiku 5/2/2010
106. A Florida Lizard 3/29/2015
107. A Flower Never Picked 11/28/2010
108. A Fountain At The Tip 7/8/2010
109. A Friend 1/19/2013
110. A Friendship 12/8/2009
111. A Frozen Single Foot 3/13/2009
112. A Gentle Hand 6/25/2010
113. A 'Girl' And Now 11/28/2009
114. A Girl Said, What Is A Rose 6/13/2013
115. A Glimpse 2/9/2010
116. A Golden Draw Knife 6/1/2009
117. A Good Catholic Girl Greets Him 6/29/2010
118. A Good Kind Of Squeeze 9/22/2009
119. A Good Pone Hunter 2/7/2013
120. A Good Wife Would 1/29/2009
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..

A Single Tear

Eternity made inside to grow
singular shape to know
duct of the salt rolls from
this flesh cured spectrum
emotions all do taste
you grow.

Many are the tears that
formed upon your face.

[Hata Bildir]