A LIFE, SONG AND POEM
A LIFE, SONG, AND A POEM
SOMETHINGS LIVING
I HEAR SOMETHING SINGING TO ME
I SEE A WORD AFTER WORD
SOMETHING IS RECREATING ME
MELODIES ARE SOOTHING ME
POETRY HAS ABSORBED ME
I’M FINALLY BECOMING WHOLE
I’VE FINALLY FOUND MY SOUL
I’VE FOUND THE PEACE
IN THESE WORDS
JOSEPH A DEVOE
5/13/10
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| CREATED LIFE | 0 | 01/21/2011 |
| broken mirrors | 0 | 01/15/2011 |
| PROPHFITS | 0 | 01/15/2011 |
| A LIFE, SONG AND POEM | 0 | 01/15/2011 |
| THE FALL | 0 | 01/14/2011 |
| TRANSITIONAL LIVES | 0 | 01/13/2011 |
| BURNING FIRE | 0 | 01/06/2011 |
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