Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Rookie (Pilipinas / a.k.a. Jetfellow Marchanism)

Early Days ***** September Poem - Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

My hand is running as magic pen
when i write, September Poem
my heart is beating like a lyre
when I read each poem's line

The grasses are growing green
when I write, September Poem
hymn of birds singing with glee
Humming the written verse at tree

The soothing wind is coming from plain
when I write, September Poem
It blows softly 'round my ears
gives colors of the days


Comments about Early Days ***** September Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

  • Rookie Elvira Marchan (4/26/2009 5:06:00 AM)

    Full of life! ! Your poem is... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 12, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, June 5, 2009


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