TIME
Time is fluid
it slip through
the cracks
of my mind...
Not wanting to
let go
The heart holding
tightly!
To a time that
is no more
closing gently
the door
for the winds of time
only blow one way
MYJA
APRIL 18, '07
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
mirian’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| THE SEASONS OF THE HEART/ The Play | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| MY TIME | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| A Mother's Advice to her Daughter | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| TIME | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
| MY BROKEN DREAM | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| PRACTICALITY | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Through my Rose Color Glasses | 0 | 09/09/2009 |
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