Cody Moore

Rookie (1980 / Arizona)

Things That Are And Are Not But Yet Are.

Poem by Cody Moore

The dust caught in the sun beam
The sound of a cat breathing
The smell of Tranquility
The warmth of a fragrance
The sight of your touch
The vibrance of death
The taste of a mountian echo
The thought of thoughtlessness
The agony of a yawn
The pain of loving you
The dread of your embrace


Comments about Things That Are And Are Not But Yet Are. by Cody Moore

  • Soul Writer (1/10/2008 4:17:00 AM)

    Starting with tranquility yet ending with pure malice. Keeps u in suspense until the end.


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  • Alondra Quinones (1/9/2008 5:51:00 PM)

    this is a nice poem. its kinda calming. good job(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 9, 2008