Love Hurts
Oh God! what is this fire the burns within?
Is it the twist of lovers knife?
Or the anguish from a grown child's conflagration?
Maybe it's the toothy grin exploding from a black hole deep in one's soul.
Why am I sick one minute , on top of the world the next?
Wiggled, flutter, butterfly feelings!
Conceivable
I'm in love!.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| When Darkness Falls | 0 | 02/05/2010 |
| Maggie's Reward | 0 | 01/20/2010 |
| THE BOX | 0 | 01/20/2010 |
| SNOW ANGEL | 0 | 01/20/2010 |
| Dreaming of You lyrics | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| The Glasses | 1 | 11/03/2009 |
| Love Hurts | 0 | 11/01/2009 |
| The Green Mean -an Ode poem in elevated style | 0 | 11/01/2009 |
| The Pumpkin Patch | 0 | 09/20/2009 |
| Memories | 1 | 12/21/2008 |
| As I Lay Dying | 1 | 12/06/2008 |
| Shame On It | 0 | 12/06/2008 |
| Loss Time | 0 | 12/06/2008 |
| My Earth My Home | 0 | 12/04/2008 |
| God Bless Our Universe | 0 | 12/03/2008 |
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