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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.
3450: At this gateway of consciousness ...
--Sep. 30, 1997
3449: Take you time, and hurry up!
--Sep. 30, 1997
3448: I walked through the
--Sep. 30, 1997
3447: Grip on Life
--Sep. 30, 1997
3446: Little Lost Boy in the Hospital
--Sep. 30, 1997
3445: like kittens
--Sep. 30, 1997
3444: the winds blew with rage
--Sep. 30, 1997
3443: My eyes belong to the Fatherland
--Sep. 30, 1997
3442: I bought a lonely little box today
--Sep. 30, 1997
3441: Bungee Jumpin Women
--Sep. 29, 1997
3440: Iscared way another innocent girl today
--Sep. 29, 1997
3439: You ask me
--Sep. 29, 1997
3438: remebering how to breath
--Sep. 30, 1997
3437: day by day drifting away
--Sep. 29, 1997
3436: I felt a little out of place. . .
--Sep. 30, 1997
3435: sppeding through the dark city in a banana colored taxi
--Sep. 29, 1997
3434: I pour words out of the holes of time
--Sep. 29, 1997
3433: morning, lake and sky
--Sep. 29, 1997
3432: pale white tired sun
--Sep. 29, 1997
3431: Tiptoe through the cobwebs of tomorrow
--Sep. 30, 1997
3430: Surviving by stealing the souls of our children
--Sep. 29, 1997
3429: I used to speak in rainbows
--Sep. 29, 1997
3428: as fresh as winter she stepped in
--Sep. 29, 1997
3427: Refreshing like a tall icy glass of water
--Sep. 28, 1997
3426: no eye novement
--Sep. 29, 1997
3425: Tiling till my eyes fell out
--Sep. 29, 1997
3424: I'm a multicoloured girlclare
--Sep. 29, 1997
3423: blue poems only please,
--Sep. 28, 1997
3422: we chose an old oak, grey,
--Sep. 29, 1997
3421: Laughter is a lot like crying
--Sep. 28, 1997
3420: I wonder were the yellow went
--Sep. 28, 1997
3419: Wrote a blue poem with a blue pen
--Sep. 29, 1997
3418: Amsterdam rooftop.
--Sep. 28, 1997
3417: all I could see was a convoluted image of myself
--Sep. 28, 1997
3416: Vague memories stir, vying for recognition
--Sep. 28, 1997
3415: i guess i've been too busy lately
--Sep. 28, 1997
3414: Jesus loves me and I have a sticker to prove it
--Sep. 28, 1997
3413: I listened to the music for so long and so loud that I can no longer hear
--Sep. 29, 1997
3412: Are you really there or are you a figment of my imagination??
--Sep. 28, 1997
3411: Do you wonder if there is a line
--Sep. 28, 1997
3410: Come with me to that quiet room
--Sep. 29, 1997
3409: You make me feel like a child again
--Sep. 28, 1997
3408: So you think I can paint frescos
--Sep. 27, 1997
3407: It's the Anniversary today
--Sep. 28, 1997
3406: Sunday comics on the floor
--Sep. 28, 1997
3405: I am lying in bed,hands behind my head
--Sep. 28, 1997
3404: It is not merely an action
--Sep. 27, 1997
3403: this deep disappointment I feel
--Sep. 28, 1997
3402: Odin, Zeus%
--Sep. 27, 1997
3401: Damn the Man, save the Empire
--Sep. 28, 1997
3400: What was the first poem?
--Sep. 28, 1997
3399: Four chosen poets, brave enough to share their work
--Sep. 27, 1997
3398: He thought that eternity was heaven with her
--Sep. 26, 1997
3397: Where are those eyes I used to love?
--Sep. 27, 1997
3396: The General was a transvestite
--Sep. 26, 1997
3395: With one foot in the grave
--Sep. 26, 1997
3394: Where are all the brass rings
--Sep. 27, 1997
3393: Left to love the passionate fires of the fall alone, Robert sat and wept
--Sep. 27, 1997
3392: I think too much,it is a curse
--Sep. 27, 1997
3391: too long
--Sep. 26, 1997
3390: I'm getting old,hair is leaving my ankles
--Sep. 26, 1997
3389: Taking a kid through the slums and letting him see what his daddy will be
--Sep. 26, 1997
3388: you know what it's like
--Sep. 26, 1997
3387: There you stand
--Sep. 26, 1997
3386: "Intercourse" has such a narrow meaning
--Sep. 26, 1997
3385: Dr C.V. Fooloff starring in the Big Payoff with Bruce Lee
--Sep. 28, 1997
3384: matter drop'd on void
--Sep. 26, 1997
3383: I wish I could hide from you
--Sep. 26, 1997
3382: There goes Sheriff Roscoe P. Fooltrain
--Sep. 26, 1997
3381: Dr. Cooloof in London
--Sep. 26, 1997
3380: It’s far too dangerous to love you
--Sep. 26, 1997
3379: A mourning cloak rested upon her mausoleum
--Sep. 27, 1997
3378: Dr, Cooloff V. Fooloof meets Col.Cool Z. Fool
--Sep. 26, 1997
3377: You left home at an early age
--Sep. 26, 1997
3376: Though the mist a carival
--Sep. 26, 1997
3375: Dr.Cooloof V. Fooloof drank the vodka and wine
--Sep. 26, 1997
3374: this love for you, can make me afraid
--Sep. 26, 1997
3373: You searched for me
--Sep. 26, 1997
3372: From the bath, princess of pale
--Sep. 26, 1997
3371: I know we live
--Sep. 26, 1997
3370: I had given up trying to recognize you
--Sep. 26, 1997
3369: held down breath too long
--Sep. 26, 1997
3368: Nota bene
--Sep. 26, 1997
3367: Happy Birthday to you
--Sep. 26, 1997
3366: Last night my brain went SPRONG !
--Sep. 26, 1997
3365: what will be, will be
--Sep. 26, 1997
3364: Big I, Sr.
--Sep. 25, 1997
3363: dew settles on grass
--Sep. 25, 1997
3362: The yellow page, - so fitting
--Sep. 26, 1997
3361: love is an endless slavery
--Sep. 26, 1997
3360: there's a crack in the wall, that's how the light get's in
--Sep. 25, 1997
3359: the tense quickness of her hard working words
--Sep. 26, 1997
3358: If I loved you under a Proctor and Gamble Moon
--Sep. 25, 1997
3357: It feels so stale to say only " I love you"
--Sep. 26, 1997
3356: Doesn't he scare you?
--Sep. 25, 1997
3355: You are my sunshine, hammered from gold
--Sep. 25, 1997
3354: Sing the alabaster anus
--Sep. 24, 1997
3353: words of the poets ...
--Sep. 24, 1997
3352: nice pie colored page... don't fuck with it
--Sep. 24, 1997
3351: Let our poetry remind us of our shortcomings
--Sep. 24, 1997
3350: Death becomes what life once was
--Sep. 24, 1997
3349: Peace-peace
--Sep. 24, 1997
3348: The great and terrible God Kcuhc
--Sep. 24, 1997
3347: Poetry needs a quiet time
--Sep. 24, 1997
3346: How could there be anything
--Sep. 24, 1997
3345: There is no poetry in me today
--Sep. 24, 1997
3344: Mama I
--Sep. 24, 1997
3343: Peaceful awakening
--Sep. 24, 1997
3342: sunny dewey morning
--Sep. 24, 1997
3341: enters the realm with quiet steps ...
--Sep. 24, 1997
3340: for whom, is freedom of speech?
--Sep. 24, 1997
3339: Aftershock many, and the vibrations of a Holy Ghost feeling
--Sep. 24, 1997
3338: Release the saints from their cages!
--Sep. 24, 1997
3337: Turn the page, my time is up, dig the well, fill your cup
--Sep. 23, 1997
3336: My God died that I might live
--Sep. 24, 1997
3335: Flow of tears from this cup, I hear another volcano erupt.
--Sep. 24, 1997
3334: My mother always said peas were good for me
--Sep. 24, 1997
3333: Introduction to heaven on the breath of a prayer, close my eyes up the stairs.
--Sep. 24, 1997
3332: the apocalypse has never looked so good
--Sep. 23, 1997
3331: Angels in the second row fluttering their wings,stardust from heaven
--Sep. 23, 1997
3330: It's Only God!
--Sep. 23, 1997
3329: crickle crackle wriggle
--Sep. 23, 1997
3328: I've forgotten why I married him
--Sep. 24, 1997
3327: I am sick of stony syllables
--Sep. 23, 1997
3326: Dad is in Reno
--Sep. 24, 1997
3325: The Lord's taking up a collection
--Sep. 24, 1997
3324: This ten year old boy I knew of had been looking forward to last weekends trip to the beach for a week or two at least
--Sep. 22, 1997
3323: The picture on the wall behind me
--Sep. 23, 1997
3322: bad haiku # 1
--Sep. 23, 1997
3321: A single cry
--Sep. 22, 1997
3320: You sure remind me of him
--Sep. 24, 1997
3319: My foot is crooked but I can walk
--Sep. 24, 1997
3318: Out by the Roses along the hedge
--Sep. 24, 1997
3317: I hate confinement
--Sep. 23, 1997
3316: the order here, is clearly being misunderstood,...
--Sep. 23, 1997
3315: search the net for holy drivel.. and go !
--Sep. 23, 1997
3314: so god got cows, I want a hamburger, and...
--Sep. 22, 1997
3313: Praise God! For He is to be praised..
--Sep. 22, 1997
3312: reverse prism soul
--Sep. 22, 1997
3311: Nice try, but try again.
--Sep. 22, 1997
3310: Clear sky, autumn moon;
--Sep. 22, 1997
3309: The cheerful chirrup of the mobile 'phone
--Sep. 22, 1997
3308: "WCRB 92.7 Friday Night Digimix"
--Sep. 22, 1997
3307: "WCBR 92.7 Friday Night Digimix"
--Sep. 22, 1997
3306: Two Spring Blues
--Sep. 22, 1997
3305: your words plowing
--Sep. 22, 1997
3304: Extraordinary Miracle
--Sep. 22, 1997
3303: it moves still in my dream
--Sep. 22, 1997
3302: skulking under covers
--Sep. 22, 1997
3301: Seashore in the sky
--Sep. 22, 1997
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