I'm sorry, friends, but I will be going away...
Silver bells and cockle shells,
overdue bills in a row...
Red on pink
Blood on the cross...
There are times
I feel the need...
sitting in the dark
was a girl so alone...
Dedicated to the countless war poets, and all of...
“When the prison guards burned his manuscripts...
As I wake in the morning I stop and stare
A bundle of joy will soon fill the air...
We were everywhere
and now we’re nowhere...
The date of the attack: 9/11
9+1+1=11...
on September 11 was the day no one would forget
the day our country fell to dept...
This poem is a lot different from most. Please...
The moon was out...
If there was only a day until the end of the...
where would you spend it...