
Poetry is the rhythm of the soul. It is the written seed of song. It is the muse of the painter’s brush and the rhyme of the philosopher’s reason… and I have a lot of it.
LATEST POETRY
POETRY ARCHIVE
(A to Z)
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WHAT MUST BE KNOWN
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WHAT WE WANT
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WHAT WILL HAPPEN
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WHAT WILL I FIND?
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WHEN I HAVE THE TIME
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WHERE IS GOD IN THE VENGEANCE OF MEN?
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WHERE IS THE END?
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WHERE WILL WE
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WHO IS IT FOR?
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WHY
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WHY ARE WE?
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WHY US?
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WOMEN IN THE WINDOW / DIGITAL INK
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WORSE TRAGEDIES /DIGITAL INK
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WRITE IT DOWN
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WROUGHT
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YOU ARE WRONG
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YOU LAUGH
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YOU NEVER QUITE LEAVE
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YOU READ