RAVEN IN THE SKY
In the sky where dark clouds and heavy rain fell to cross...
in the mists of fogs that never clear out...
in the sky where blue is now suddenly purple,
i see...a Raven in the sky.
RAVEN IN THE SKY
In the sky where dark clouds and heavy rain fell to cross...
in the mists of fogs that never clear out...
in the sky where blue is now suddenly purple,
i see...a Raven in the sky.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
SWEETEST THING...FOR ALEX | 1 | 05/30/2009 |
ABOUT A TIME | 1 | 05/30/2009 |
FOR YOU | 2 | 05/30/2009 |
UNTITLED | 1 | 07/16/2009 |
JUNIPER'S GARDEN | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
TEARS FROM JORDAN | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
TOMORROW NEVER CAME | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
HOMIE FOR LIFE | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
YOU | 2 | 05/29/2009 |
IF LOVE CONQUERED ALL | 2 | 05/29/2009 |
MORE THAN... | 2 | 05/29/2009 |
INVOLUNTARY EMOTIONS | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
RAVEN IN THE SKY | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
EVERLASTING | 1 | 05/28/2009 |
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