TR Jones


TR Jones Poems

1. Creation 7/7/2007
2. The Depressionist 7/7/2007
3. Disappointment 7/7/2007
4. The Elusive Smile 7/7/2007
5. Escape 7/7/2007
6. Facing Backwards, Upside Down 7/7/2007
7. Fallen 7/7/2007
8. The Forbidden Garden 7/7/2007
9. Future 7/7/2007
10. The Game Of Life 7/7/2007
11. Go 7/7/2007
12. Growing 7/7/2007
13. Here We Go Again 7/7/2007
14. Holding On 7/7/2007
15. Hitler's Lasting Reign 7/7/2007
16. A New Beginning 7/7/2007
17. Action 7/7/2007
18. The Beast 7/7/2007
19. Limbo 7/7/2007
20. The Moon 7/7/2007
21. My Own Personal War 7/7/2007
22. No Escape 7/7/2007
23. The One 7/7/2007
24. One Last Night 7/7/2007
25. The Path 7/7/2007
26. Purpose 7/7/2007
27. The Rising Star 7/7/2007
28. Saturday Night Movie 7/7/2007
29. Self Inflicted Wounds 7/7/2007
30. Summer Games 7/7/2007
31. Summer Storms 7/7/2007
32. Back To Childhood 7/7/2007
33. The Black Mask Of Sadness 7/7/2007
34. Confusion Of Life 7/7/2007
35. Fire In The Sky 7/7/2007
36. For Ms. S. 7/7/2007
37. Half In, Half Out 7/7/2007
38. Higher Than A Kite 7/7/2007
39. Highway To Your Heart 7/7/2007
40. The Love Of The Game 7/7/2007
Best Poem of TR Jones

Two Roads Diverge In A Yellow Wood

Two roads diverge in a yellow wood
And there I have stood
Right where Mr. Frost once was
In this same spot I take a pause
Because both roads have never been used
And the road to here has been abused
But each road before me is dark and unknown
I don't want to continue on this path alone
So which road is the best choice for me
And which is littered with the least debris
The debris of my own battered and torn heart
This road is always tearing it apart
But now of these two roads before me
Which of these roads will guarantee
A happy passage with the least ...

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The Beast

Once upon a dark and stormy night
The kind that would give you chills of fright
A dark and ugly creature walks
One who the towns people wouldn't talk
One who did unseen acts in the darkness
Ms. Schmidt they really did miss
But you can't bring a thing like that to court
You couldn't even file a report
No one even knows it's name

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