Nothing
NothingIf you are looking for everything
Search for nothing
And then you will discover all
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
The Poet | 0 | 11/18/2014 |
many lives | 0 | 06/12/2014 |
naked in front of the moon | 0 | 06/11/2014 |
Pity the bum | 2 | 06/09/2014 |
A Poem | 1 | 06/07/2014 |
what - green snow? | 1 | 05/30/2014 |
cowboys of new york | 0 | 05/28/2014 |
A Night at the Movies | 1 | 05/21/2014 |
The Case of the Missing Moustache | 0 | 05/21/2014 |
a simple man | 0 | 05/16/2014 |
The Perfect Banana | 0 | 05/10/2014 |
to cute to let go | 7 | 09/10/2009 |
don't take me to a coktail party | 6 | 09/09/2009 |
Real War | 6 | 09/09/2009 |
naked in front of the moon | 5 | 09/09/2009 |
the 4th of war | 1 | 09/08/2009 |
cliff's elbow | 3 | 09/08/2009 |
conversation with the moon | 11 | 09/02/2009 |
the world | 6 | 09/02/2009 |
three short poems about nothing | 2 | 09/02/2009 |
silence | 13 | 08/31/2009 |
Keeping a Happy Mind is Like Walking a Tight Rope | 6 | 08/31/2009 |
im tired | 2 | 08/31/2009 |
Big Foot Discovered | 1 | 08/31/2009 |
the living female form | 6 | 08/30/2009 |
The Sink | 0 | 08/30/2009 |
Safe | 0 | 08/30/2009 |
the run-away | 3 | 08/30/2009 |
Nothing | 0 | 08/30/2009 |
Orders for Heaven | 0 | 08/30/2009 |
Lobster Bibs | 0 | 08/30/2009 |
kerouac’s cave | 6 | 08/29/2009 |
My Two Feet | 3 | 08/29/2009 |
My Two Feet | 0 | 08/29/2009 |
i i i | 9 | 08/15/2009 |
Jupiter Sky | 5 | 08/12/2009 |
acceptable death count ? | 3 | 08/11/2009 |
screaming signs | 3 | 08/11/2009 |
East End | 2 | 08/11/2009 |
Wardrobe | 2 | 08/10/2009 |
Surfing | 1 | 08/10/2009 |
handcuffed | 7 | 08/08/2009 |
dedication in the sun | 2 | 08/08/2009 |
asylum alley | 7 | 08/08/2009 |
Holding Hands | 5 | 08/07/2009 |
Art | 2 | 08/05/2009 |
Stuck in the 60's | 5 | 07/16/2009 |
Jack is dead | 3 | 07/15/2009 |
poetry hangover | 7 | 07/15/2009 |
shut eye therapy | 3 | 07/15/2009 |
underbelly - don't look | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
shuv your oil | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
The Marlin's Eye | 2 | 07/13/2009 |
Shopping mall on a monday afternoon | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
a green wagon | 3 | 07/12/2009 |
naked water | 3 | 07/12/2009 |
the psych-cottage | 5 | 07/12/2009 |
to hell with the news | 1 | 07/12/2009 |
for a variety or reasons | 2 | 07/11/2009 |
my wife scolds me | 4 | 07/10/2009 |
Nakedness | 1 | 07/09/2009 |
loss | 0 | 07/09/2009 |
me and my key board | 0 | 07/09/2009 |
hows bizness ? | 0 | 07/09/2009 |
Powerless | 0 | 07/09/2009 |
hair cut | 0 | 07/08/2009 |
normal | 0 | 07/08/2009 |
sleeping with the sun | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
too many ways | 4 | 07/05/2009 |
The Gold Watch | 3 | 07/04/2009 |
headless turtles | 4 | 07/03/2009 |
headless turtles | 2 | 07/03/2009 |
Faces in Coffins | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
dry dog food | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
do | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
change | 2 | 07/02/2009 |
Country | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
Morning | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
winter | 1 | 07/02/2009 |
The Pump | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
a burned little girl | 2 | 07/01/2009 |
Florida | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
Time and 2 other Poems | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
Three Poems | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
Electric Night | 3 | 06/30/2009 |
NASCAR | 0 | 06/30/2009 |
hair harmony | 2 | 06/29/2009 |
YMCA Bowery | 3 | 06/28/2009 |
rainbow over the east side | 11 | 06/28/2009 |
no mo woiken | 20 | 06/28/2009 |
Slainte | 5 | 06/28/2009 |
Celebrity Death | 28 | 06/27/2009 |
Manhattan Snow | 14 | 06/27/2009 |
cement shoes | 14 | 06/25/2009 |
Hard Core | 22 | 07/16/2009 |
Africa | 13 | 06/22/2009 |
hard | 10 | 06/21/2009 |
not ashaned to admit | 25 | 06/21/2009 |
rank | 7 | 06/20/2009 |
Surfing | 14 | 06/20/2009 |
War of the Seasons | 12 | 06/20/2009 |
fog | 14 | 06/13/2009 |
nothing | 5 | 06/08/2009 |
education and defense of newspapers | 12 | 06/07/2009 |
excercise | 9 | 06/05/2009 |
Little | 30 | 06/04/2009 |
dog n lights | 19 | 06/04/2009 |
Casino | 28 | 07/09/2009 |
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