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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Val�ry
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.  ~Carl Sandburg
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.  ~Thomas Gray
Poetry is not always words.  ~Audrey Foris
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

 

Penny In The Well
2003-12-11 - 7:15 p.m.
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Wishful thinking, penny in the well

A dime for your hopes, nickel for your dreams

Falling stars, wishbone break

Frozen tears, like a deer in headlight beams.

Bitter wakefulness, quarter for your thoughts

Spell me, curse me, throw me down

Chasing rainbows, building castles from thin air

Silence, chaos, rid my heart of sounds.

raw || truth
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Past Memories:

2006-01-13 - Fear In My Skin
2006-01-10 - The Moon - Our Silent Audience
2005-12-14 - Promise
2005-12-11 - Pure Bliss
2005-08-31 - In This Grave