
Two sides of I'm sorry - RhymeZone Forums
Posts Latest Activity Photos Search Page of 1 Filter Time Show Filtered by: new posts rhymarhyma Senior Member Join Date:Jan 2015 Posts:430 Share Tweet #1 Two sides of I'm sorry 07-13-2015, …
The Handkerchief - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Jul 17, 2019 · The Handkerchief I walked down the stairs into the bright city street to the store for a brew and a smoke. Huddled in a corner of the smashed landscape was a rubbled human fragment that …
To Be a Hero - PoemZone Poetry Forum
What is a hero? Is a hero someone who wears a cape? Or is a hero one who dons the medals of war? Heroes can come in all shapes, sizes, races and species. A
Dropped Penny - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Dropped Penny I went to the store today to buy a box of paper clips. After the checkout operator gave me the total amount due I pulled out the money from my pocket. Accidentally a penny fell out of my …
Truth and Reconciliation - PoemZone Poetry Forum
We bare the strife for these, sins of antiquity inalterable inequities. And still the dusted bones can ne'er do rest, until truth be reconciled, lest one
in winter - PoemZone Poetry Forum
//there's something about winter //everyone gets sick //i stay inside //watch tv //blow my nose //sit on the couch //and think //why now //there is always
All in a Look - PoemZone Poetry Forum
All in a LookThere are those who are equipped With friends they can talk to.Friends that will listen and wait.And there are those who have friends,Who instead of talking, can see and just knowThose …
The Third Silence - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Feb 15, 2022 · What we cannot speak about we must consign to silence. - Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus logico-philosophicus Zen Master stopped the Pupil from speaking “ Silence Has no need of …
They Will Not Knock Me Down - PoemZone Poetry Forum
They will not knock me down Crossing the road is precarious, so it’s best to hold mum’s hand; Four lanes of traffic travelling fast, I don’t know where
~ Wooden Dragons - PoemZone Poetry Forum
I am open, channel: Suddenly I find myself cornered, surrounded, and I turn back to see the faces. In the many colors of the eyes I see my own reflecting me. It had been for weeks that I had been involved, …