poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Valéry
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
2005-01-02 - 7:20 p.m.
I'll sing to you an endearing rhyme Of childish dreams and moonbeam lines Tales of woe, tales of hope Songs of that forgotten time.
I'll give to you a moonswept kiss A blanket of sky, a pillow of stars I'll whisper to you of thoughts unbroken And give to you my heart as a token.
raw || truth