Morning
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Empty | 7 | 11/16/2008 |
| Departure | 1 | 11/16/2008 |
| Morning | 0 | 11/16/2008 |
| Breathe | 1 | 11/16/2008 |
| Invaded by Ants | 1 | 11/16/2008 |
| Askance | 1 | 11/15/2008 |
| 2 Friend in Need | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Growing Pains | 1 | 11/15/2008 |
| Alone | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| untitled | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Silence | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Sanity | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Poem to and in the style of Sylvia Plath | 1 | 11/15/2008 |
| Learning the meaning of Why | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Addiction | 1 | 11/15/2008 |
| Efshet | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Our Bridge | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Ode To A Pothole on 22nd Street | 2 | 11/15/2008 |
| Submerged Again | 1 | 11/15/2008 |
| Intimacy | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
| Waiting Room In a Maternity Ward | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
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