My Little Lovely Sun
i watch you in the east
every day you rise
my little
lovely
sun!
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.
Blueroad’s Poems (11)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| A Star | 1 | 06/11/2011 |
| The Sunset | 0 | 06/02/2011 |
| My Little Lovely Sun | 0 | 12/26/2010 |
| Butterflies | 0 | 09/21/2010 |
| runty traps | 0 | 07/23/2010 |
| Wooden Feet | 1 | 07/11/2010 |
| spring-cleani ng |
0 | 10/14/2009 |
| Happening | 2 | 09/22/2009 |
| The moment | 3 | 09/20/2009 |
| The man | 4 | 09/20/2009 |
| Waiting | 4 | 09/15/2009 |
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