JOE POEWHIT

Veteran Poet - 1,161 Points (Scratches on the page, making noise. / New York City)

JOE POEWHIT Poems

281. # Gods Love 12/31/2009
282. * God Omni - 4 5/8/2009
283. Old Age 5/15/2009
284. New Love Flower 11/7/2008
285. * God Omni - 5 5/20/2009
286. Back Again 7/11/2006
287. Silent Moments 11/8/2008
288. Love Poem 5/2/2009
289. * God Omni - 3 5/7/2009
290. Flower 10/22/2008
291. ### Iceberg Father 1/22/2010
292. Valentine 2/10/2009
293. Cant Edit Love 8/26/2006
294. A Sunday 3/19/2009
295. First Poem Hunter Poem 7/10/2006
296. Artic Tears 9/24/2008
297. I Want Water 9/12/2006
298. 1860 Cries From Grave's 1865 11/27/2008
299. America Politico 8/4/2008
300. # God Is All 12/29/2009
301. Beyond All 11/10/2008
302. Illusions Speak 8/22/2006
303. Almost 13 12/5/2008
304. * God Omni - 6 5/21/2009
305. A Wild Exotic 11/6/2008
306. Abraham 11/19/2008
307. Alien Spaceman God 3/3/2009
308. * God Omni - 2 4/30/2009
309. V. Van Gogh 8/22/2008
310. * God Omni 4/29/2009
311. A Seed 11/4/2008
312. Afternoon Rain Poem 7/12/2006
313. A Moth Wonder 10/30/2008

Comments about JOE POEWHIT

  • The 4am Poet Worm (7/16/2010 6:17:00 AM)

    wow you wrote some beautiful poems and lines..whats your favourite poem? ? ? ? ? mine is my birthdy song* please read

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  • shreedhar.Shree Bangalore, INDIA (4/22/2009 9:52:00 AM)

    Thnx for your comment :)
    i find your PROFILE simple and IMPRESSIVE.
    with very best wishes and
    earnest regards,
    -shree

Best Poem of JOE POEWHIT

A Moth Wonder

I sit in a supreme bliss.The world spins around in it's full
perfection. My mortal eyes fall upon a moth. There fluttering
before the presence of my mortal eyes. Captured nd
floating upon a fluttering air. It seems to have but little care.
Only to flutter upon the open air. What now, I see a tiny
look of beware.

Looking at me while it orbits my head. Maybe wondering if
I am really dead. A wave of the hand, to keep it still.. An
air-wave, seems to give it a thrill. Onward the moth flutters
away. Only to hide for another day. I'll sit and wonder why? ...

Read the full of A Moth Wonder

Back Again

Back on the page again.
Pen in hand a friend.
More noise to send,
Makes your eyes bend.
That was not a word.
Left blank its obsurd.
Why wont the world talk to me? ? ? ?
Maybe my poems they do see.

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