Shiny Notions
Ah ha! There you are, my constant star,
Beaming through the trillions of me.
You sparkle my lips and seed my mind,
As I sprout thoughts of you,
Each one of a kind.
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
mjosey’s Poems (20)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Birth Order Blues | 1 | 11/09/2010 |
| Moralisticall y Insane |
2 | 08/21/2009 |
| When Change is Needed | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| Transitional Men | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| Conjunction Function | 1 | 08/22/2009 |
| Alive! | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Observation | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Lovers Under Umbrellas | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Do You Mind? | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Waiting Odessa | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Upscale Dilemma | 1 | 08/22/2009 |
| When I Explore | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| You Will Always | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| Why? | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| What is Left | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Tiny Flying Fears | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Bitch | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| I Worry No More | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
| Shiny Notions | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
| Bubble Bliss | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
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