Francois Hoon

Rookie - 0 Points (18 January 1982 - / Pretoria, South Africa)

Francois Hoon Poems

1. Departure 5/10/2007
2. One Night 5/10/2007
3. The Rose 5/10/2007
4. A Lake, Mountains, And Three Volcanoes 6/14/2007
5. Young Girl 8/9/2007
6. Talaat Harb Street 4/2/2008
7. O Life Divine 4/2/2008
8. Closing Door And The Distance To Pain 4/2/2008
9. Predator’s Prey 4/2/2008
10. Servants Of Futility 9/6/2008
11. The Lost Of Romance 9/6/2008
12. Search For The Divine 9/23/2008
13. The Drifter Fly 1/5/2009
14. Beach Of Beauty 1/9/2009
15. Love 1/14/2009
16. Woman 5/10/2009
17. It’s Almost Past Twelve And I Have No Words 6/24/2009
18. Ellipsis... 9/30/2009
19. In A Small Dark And Gloomy Town 9/30/2009
20. Riverstars 5/8/2007
21. Soaring Light 5/8/2007
22. Ember Nights 5/8/2007
23. Island Blue 5/8/2007
24. The Place 5/9/2007
25. Longing 5/9/2007
26. Drops 5/9/2007
27. Direction 5/9/2007
28. Joy! 5/9/2007
29. What 5/10/2007
30. Crust 5/10/2007
31. Sorrow 5/10/2007
32. Broken Wood 5/10/2007
33. Sequitoris Tates 5/10/2007
34. Twisted Night Thought 5/10/2007
35. Hollow 5/10/2007
36. Snowflakes 5/10/2007
37. Manstreet 5/10/2007
38. Grey 5/10/2007
39. Twilight 5/10/2007
40. Beach 5/10/2007

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A Little While Longer

A little while longer we lie in this stillness of earth
The time silent, as it flies by to the ending of our mirth
Your presence brings peace in these moments sweet
Your touch release a stir long forgotten till now this meet

A river runs between us and the world
In a dream we live for moments few
As our hearts our minds and emotions swirled
We stayed sheltered in this time on morning dew

To capture this moment we indulge it’s gift
In time stolen from reality and sense we flee
To places of depth serene only us can see
To dreams of delight unknown we ...

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Kinders

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