Fall
The leaves fall so silent
In red green orange and brown
Landing on the ground
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Crystal14’s Poems (11)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Silent of the Night | 0 | 09/16/2010 |
| Fall 2 | 0 | 04/27/2010 |
| Fall | 1 | 04/27/2010 |
| Fall | 0 | 04/27/2010 |
| My Lost Love | 2 | 04/27/2010 |
| Home | 0 | 04/27/2010 |
| My Secret Love | 2 | 04/22/2010 |
| Beautiful Ocean | 2 | 04/21/2010 |
| Have You Ever Thought | 0 | 04/21/2010 |
| Ignored Gift | 0 | 04/21/2010 |
| Night | 0 | 04/20/2010 |
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