Metronome
Metronome on my deskA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Concrete Angels | 0 | 06/08/2011 |
| The Drowning Of King Jossik | 0 | 03/29/2011 |
| Life (Or Lack Thereof) | 0 | 03/22/2011 |
| Ark Angel | 1 | 03/14/2011 |
| Where I'm From | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Guttered Candles | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Counter Crook | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Metronome | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Dreidoll's Lullaby (The Writ Of Flight) | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Welcome Home | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Back To Sleep | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Law Of Moss | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Paper Memorial | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Everything You've Loved | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Carve My Heart | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Dear Mother, Father | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Truths | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Perks Of Dying | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Predator | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Hunter | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
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