STEEL BIRD
Aboard the steel huge bird that fly,
Soaring through the shrouded and fluffy skies.
As it soars, meet the disturbing turbulence,
And smoothly ascends the spacious scene.
STEEL BIRD
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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
iamapoet0412’s Poems (6)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| NUMBERS | 1 | 07/22/2010 |
| STEEL BIRD | 0 | 07/22/2010 |
| IN MEMORY OF THE ADVENT OF DUSK | 0 | 07/14/2010 |
| THE HUMAN RACE | 1 | 07/11/2010 |
| THE POET | 1 | 07/09/2010 |
| LIGHTHOUSE | 1 | 07/08/2010 |
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