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Poems composed here, in reverse order of completion. Choose any one you would like to see.
Number; First line; Date completed.
6000: Poem number Six Thousand --Feb. 19, 1998
5999: some beacon --Feb. 20, 1998
5998: soje beacon --Feb. 19, 1998
5997: The called be out of a clear blue sky --Feb. 19, 1998
5996: The pages of a notebook slowly blaze --Feb. 19, 1998
5995: - --Feb. 19, 1998
5994: The pages of a notebook slowly blaze --Feb. 19, 1998
5993: Mary had a little lamb; --Feb. 19, 1998
5992: - --Feb. 19, 1998
5991: You tell me "Sellout" tongight...but i cant let go --Feb. 19, 1998
5990: A new broom sweeps clean! --Feb. 19, 1998
5989: read poems 5988 5987 5986 5985 they are the best iv'e seen in a long time --Feb. 19, 1998
5988: three guys next door drink cherry kool-aid with their oatmeal --Feb. 19, 1998
5987: Cold decisions --Feb. 19, 1998
5986: grandmother dies --Feb. 19, 1998
5985: theres something in the way --Feb. 19, 1998
5984: no, I can't talk now, --Feb. 19, 1998
5983: Your voice, a reminder of the hours before dawn --Feb. 19, 1998
5982: bnoyz in comentary --Feb. 19, 1998
5981: Dear Chris....if i trust you..if i can reach out to you --Feb. 19, 1998
5980: bnoyz --Feb. 19, 1998
5979: bnoyz---again(this way i can find my poems when i scroll down...universal idea) --Feb. 19, 1998
5978: bnoyz--- --Feb. 19, 1998
5977: We glimmer remotely on island winds; upheld,released . --Feb. 19, 1998
5976: Winter is really a siesta --Feb. 19, 1998
5975: Make my love a still life --Feb. 19, 1998
5974: A plane flies over head --Feb. 19, 1998
5973: resting ancient rock --Feb. 19, 1998
5972: rain carries angels --Feb. 19, 1998
5971: When she said she loved me, she didn't look me in --Feb. 19, 1998
5970: Nails through the soles of my feet --Feb. 19, 1998
5969: Iam so blessed. --Feb. 19, 1998
5968: She called me out of the clear blue sky --Feb. 19, 1998
5967: Lick my tickle, and watch me smile --Feb. 19, 1998
5966: Pick a thought and squeeze it. --Feb. 19, 1998
5965: this --Feb. 19, 1998
5964: You can go now, your bill has been paid in full. --Feb. 19, 1998
5963: I come, a stranger in your world today --Feb. 19, 1998
5962: pale green through yellowish-brown turning black --Feb. 19, 1998
5961: There is a Moron amongst us... --Feb. 18, 1998
5960: "These are the sounds of silence" --Feb. 19, 1998
5959: - --Feb. 19, 1998
5958: I walk the lonely hillside --Feb. 18, 1998
5957: I like this poems first line --Feb. 18, 1998
5956: - --Feb. 18, 1998
5955: All that we see or seem --Feb. 18, 1998
5954: DREAMS! --Feb. 18, 1998
5953: About the dreams --Feb. 18, 1998
5952: For what reason do I exist, existance requires so much --Feb. 18, 1998
5951: There once was an evil poem closer --Feb. 18, 1998
5950: Dreams capture the reality lacking in life --Feb. 18, 1998
5949: I open my mouth and words pour forth --Feb. 18, 1998
5948: Fuck Lana.....do you know who i am? Why do you care? --Feb. 18, 1998
5947: Spring is a promise --Feb. 18, 1998
5946: DOES EVERY POEM HAVE TO DIE AT YOUR BLOODY HANDS, WHO'S THE EXECUTIONER? --Feb. 18, 1998
5945: Fuck Shakespeare --Feb. 18, 1998
5944: DOES EVERY POEM HAVE TO DIE AT YOUR BLOODY HAND! --Feb. 18, 1998
5943: - --Feb. 18, 1998
5942: When yesterday outshines today --Feb. 18, 1998
5941: DOES EVERY PEOM HAVE TO DIE AT YOUR BLOODY HAND! --Feb. 18, 1998
5940: - --Feb. 18, 1998
5939: When she giggled, when her eyes flashed, when her head tossed back and her hair followed... --Feb. 18, 1998
5938: Chris...you read my words to you...i hope they hit home --Feb. 18, 1998
5937: When yesterday outshines today --Feb. 18, 1998
5936: Kim please read 5930 & 5935, guess that's the only way to get comments to you! --Feb. 18, 1998
5935: KIM, --Feb. 18, 1998
5934: Salty tears don't mix to well with the vodka --Feb. 18, 1998
5933: Why do we lose this balance, between love & hate and pleasure & Pain --Feb. 18, 1998
5932: Cursed upon angel with eyes of pure stone --Feb. 18, 1998
5931: Scarlett stranger, your eyes so wide --Feb. 18, 1998
5930: Strike a match to light this darkened passage --Feb. 18, 1998
5929: You liked to watch me don't you --Feb. 18, 1998
5928: Chris...dont think for one minute that i dont appreciate you --Feb. 18, 1998
5927: Look at the flesh colared bird in front of you. --Feb. 18, 1998
5926: She has shed the last tear, its over. --Feb. 18, 1998
5925: I sit by my window --Feb. 18, 1998
5924: Chesire cats' grin, baring razor sharp, feline emotions --Feb. 18, 1998
5923: I feel the rafter of my being shake --Feb. 18, 1998
5922: Swept up in you, I fell --Feb. 18, 1998
5921: Lest I walk away from you --Feb. 18, 1998
5920: These eyes that are yet to be my guide,has left me here all alone,alone to die. --Feb. 18, 1998
5919: Words escape me. Logic eludes me. Beyond understanding lies a knowing. A knowing of love, peace, joy, and eternal bliss once held, demanding rebirth. Nurished by the light, It will not be denied... --Feb. 18, 1998
5918: just to speak to gods --Feb. 18, 1998
5917: escape --Feb. 18, 1998
5916: There was a man in half-way house --Feb. 18, 1998
5915: phil --Feb. 18, 1998
5914: How dare you try to enter --Feb. 18, 1998
5913: Start with a clean slate, never looking back --Feb. 18, 1998
5912: The red house sits on a corner --Feb. 17, 1998
5911: I met a girl today --Feb. 17, 1998
5910: Never having loved, i carry on --Feb. 17, 1998
5909: Chris cares...why is he the only one? --Feb. 17, 1998
5908: Hey Angry girl, if you want someone to talk to, E-mail me or IM me --Feb. 17, 1998
5907: I crawl inside myself --Feb. 17, 1998
5906: I dont blame you...i blame me...im the one at fault for my misery...its my method to make you angry...to get some attention...i dont blame you...i just need you to care --Feb. 17, 1998
5905: morons...cant you read between the lines? --Feb. 17, 1998
5904: The Devil Identifies Himself In # 5903 There may be hope yet. --Feb. 17, 1998
5903: Am I over 50? Is that really me? --Feb. 17, 1998
5902: ~~~~~~~~Vacancy~~~~~~~ --Feb. 17, 1998
5901: My tears no longer run --Feb. 17, 1998
5900: I don't see the rreasoning --Feb. 17, 1998
5899: I hate sack of shit alternateen poems --Feb. 17, 1998
5898: Step into my mind --Feb. 17, 1998
5897: My tears no longer run --Feb. 17, 1998
5896: ~~~~~~~Vacancy~~~~~~~ --Feb. 17, 1998
5895: My tears no longer run --Feb. 17, 1998
5894: A B C D E F G --Feb. 17, 1998
5893: Blood gurgles from your mouth like a waterfall from Kool Aid land --Feb. 17, 1998
5891: Rainbows are of all colors --Feb. 17, 1998
5890: I woke up this morning to your screams --Feb. 17, 1998
5889: I may be alone in this, but it seems like lately this site has been pretty much DEAD!! lately. I don't know if it's me or if someone else is doing it, but whoever closes really good poems and then --Feb. 17, 1998
5888: The sun shines --Feb. 17, 1998
5887: i steal your skin so that i may hide within --Feb. 17, 1998
5886: WHO EVER KEEPS CLOSING POEMS .... KINDLY (AND HOPEFULLY, SUCCESFULLY) GO FUCK YOURSELF !!!! --Feb. 17, 1998
5885: Blue eyes shone for me, only me --Feb. 17, 1998
5884: Love isn't quite the word --Feb. 17, 1998
5883: I kissed my lover goodbye this morning ... --Feb. 17, 1998
5882: "oh pig-snot stew, i'm looney for you" --Feb. 17, 1998
5881: forrest walk --Feb. 17, 1998
5880: WAR ZONE! --Feb. 17, 1998
5879: Someone slip me a fifty --Feb. 16, 1998
5878: Would you, my love, swim through the oceans of my fallen tears~ --Feb. 16, 1998
5877: Reaching towards a star --Feb. 16, 1998
5876: The cry of the dove is everywhere in a powerhouse of pain, an old evil is unturning dispair is all that's gainedispa --Feb. 16, 1998
5875: Homework, oh homework --Feb. 16, 1998
5874: I look behind me at all the smoldering campfires --Feb. 16, 1998
5873: Oh brightest star in the glaxy tonight --Feb. 16, 1998
5872: Moonlit refecltions --Feb. 16, 1998
5871: When will society, authority just let me be me --Feb. 16, 1998
5870: You didn't come round when I was ill --Feb. 16, 1998
5869: I am the woman I have always known I'd be. --Feb. 16, 1998
5868: I wake and break the shell. --Feb. 16, 1998
5867: Sunshine sitting near, melting, heaven --Feb. 16, 1998
5866: you blade of blue grass --Feb. 16, 1998
5865: Am i really the ghost of actions passed --Feb. 16, 1998
5864: There are times, --Feb. 16, 1998
5863: I know now who holds your heart --Feb. 16, 1998
5862: Cueball untie into loam. --Feb. 16, 1998
5861: patch of blueberries --Feb. 16, 1998
5860: I watched at a distance as the children played --Feb. 16, 1998
5859: Sylvan troops surround Balmoral --Feb. 16, 1998
5858: the princess arose --Feb. 16, 1998
5857: fairy-tale image; --Feb. 15, 1998
5856: You are not the sun, the moon the stars... --Feb. 16, 1998
5855: I watched... --Feb. 16, 1998
5854: Count your garden by the flowers --Feb. 16, 1998
5853: Mist floats above --Feb. 16, 1998
5852: I now know what living death means --Feb. 16, 1998
5851: Big Pink Hair stacked on top of her hair like wads of cotton candy --Feb. 15, 1998
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