RAIN (Haiku 3)
Percussion like sounds
that fall upon my rooftop
are dripping droplets
RAIN (Haiku 3)
Percussion like sounds
that fall upon my rooftop
are dripping droplets
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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WHEN I'M SAD | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
A WALK | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
AT... | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
Maggie's 1st. Birthday | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
FREEDOM | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
Giggle giggle gaggle goo | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
BIRDS (Haiku 4) | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
RAIN (Haiku 3) | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
SUNRISE (Haiku 2) | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
SMILE (Haiku) | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
BLANK | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
THE WAY LIFE IS | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
I LIKE THE SUMMERS | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
BABY EAGLE | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
LOVE WITHOUT THE HATE | 1 | 10/13/2009 |
ME | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
LIFE | 1 | 10/07/2009 |
BABY | 0 | 06/26/2009 |
HE MADE YOU | 0 | 06/26/2009 |
MY VALENTINE | 1 | 06/26/2009 |
SIGHT | 0 | 06/26/2009 |
WAVES | 1 | 10/16/2009 |
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