
User Profile - PoemZone Poetry Forum
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Understanding the World - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Understanding the World 02-01-2015, 09:56 AM Silence is full of sound Little whispers bouncing off the walls Each movement Each glance of the eye Full of them The little whispers Sound is full of secrets …
( (Me to you)) - PoemZone Poetry Forum
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Dropped Penny - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Dropped Penny I went to the store today to buy a box of paper clips. After the checkout operator gave me the total amount due I pulled out the money from my pocket. Accidentally a penny fell out of my …
The Third Silence - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Feb 15, 2022 · What we cannot speak about we must consign to silence. - Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus logico-philosophicus Zen Master stopped the Pupil from speaking “ Silence Has no need of …
in winter - PoemZone Poetry Forum
//there's something about winter //everyone gets sick //i stay inside //watch tv //blow my nose //sit on the couch //and think //why now //there is always
In The Bay - PoemZone Poetry Forum
In The Bay 01-25-2016, 04:49 PM In The Bay We have a lady in the harbor Standing tall with torch in hand Symbolizing human freedoms In this special blessed land But don’t we need another statue …
~ Wooden Dragons - PoemZone Poetry Forum
I am open, channel: Suddenly I find myself cornered, surrounded, and I turn back to see the faces. In the many colors of the eyes I see my own reflecting me. It had been for weeks that I had been involved, …
satans mate - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Nov 20, 2016 · Called the man from his bed. " Don't cry for me 'cos I'm nearly dead! eighty five years on this mortal coil and sixty of those were hard labour and
Truth and Reconciliation - PoemZone Poetry Forum
We bare the strife for these, sins of antiquity inalterable inequities. And still the dusted bones can ne'er do rest, until truth be reconciled, lest one