Imagine
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Daily Cycle | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Only Lies | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Running Wild | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Just When | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Tainted Memories | 4 | 11/21/2008 |
| Never Ending | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Convalescent Thoughts | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Child's Dream | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Thought Process | 2 | 11/21/2008 |
| Too Much Space | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| When You Fall | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Confusion of Clarity | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Imagine | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| L.O.V.E. | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Watering the Flame I | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Watering the Flame II | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Now I'm Gone | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Looking | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Soulful Depths | 2 | 11/20/2008 |
| Bed of Roses | 1 | 11/20/2008 |
| Night Angel | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
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