Time Is Like A Clock by Shelley J Alongi This poem about time is dedicated to my mother, Terry, who went to be with the Lord in Dec... [90 words]
Absolute Time by Michelle Worswick The spontaneous work. [58 words]
The Four Seasons by Iain Spittles Just another poem. [96 words]
Silk Sea by Michelle Worswick Check it out. [59 words]
The Locks by Michelle Worswick Sigh... [30 words]
To Perfection by Cesar Santana - [135 words]
Telephone Conversation by Iain Spittles Noting much. [272 words]
Sun by Vianne-Marie Fortier It's kind of weird... I was inspired by this piece at night. Go figure. [71 words]
Simple Simon by Ashley Burdett Looking back and realizing how much we took our childhood for granted. [48 words]
Roses And Us by Zohaib Siddiqui It's a poem having an artistic concept of love within. It's simple but best for the moment when co... [65 words]
Psalm by Ashley Burdett Just a poem written about someone who is being hurt by God. [87 words]
Place by Fizzgig McArthur I wrote this the other night before noon. [56 words]
Passion Reborn by Alberto Pupo A flow of thoughts an outpouring of emotion, dedicated to a grow currently making a difference i... [105 words]
Once Blinded by Kathrine Knickrehm Being a Christian is hard and it's easy to forget what we are living for. Sometimes we forget tha... [184 words]
New York 91101 by Arthur Henry Isaacson Aftermath of World Trade Towers Attack. [106 words]
Mary-Lou by Woodside A little humorous Haiku. [12 words]
Lowest Low. by Iain Spittles Just read it, it'll only take a minute. If you're bigger than your ego, you may even 'empathise'. [94 words]
Gravity Amateurs Image 15 by Martin De Leon this is an improvisational piece recorded while visually intoxicated. the title is sa... [66 words]
Godess by Bj Fall This poem was written about a girl I had dated for awhile... [61 words]
Dis-Appointment by Pepijn Sauer Short poem. [12 words]
Cook Out, Everybody! by Scott W. Hazzard Hero stuff. [78 words]
Cold Around My Heart by Zohaib Siddiqui It's another poem of mine and it's having a the concept of love and search of god a person... [69 words]
Beauty Of Grey by Woodside A poem about life, and how we live it. [116 words]
An Expression Of Grief by Linoa Ameagari A poem about the recent events of the attack on America. [65 words]
To Diana Empress Of The Heart... by Alberto Pupo Dedicated to the one I loved... Perhaps I still do love. [112 words]
Thud by Vianne-Marie Fortier There isn't much to say about it... [47 words]
This Old Familiar Chair by Susieq Hicks Things that remind you of loved ones keep you going sometimes. [162 words]
The Well Wrought Gate, A Collection by Duane Locke A Collection: The Well Wrought Gate, Black Rabbits And Lettuce, Joseph, Aft... [372 words]
Saturnine by Alberto Pupo Depressing, yet enlightening... [90 words]
Rain (Is What This Poem Would Have Been Called) by Fizzgig McArthur I wrote it in the rain. [175 words]
Pools... by Alberto Pupo For love is predestined... [78 words]
Pandemonium! by Alberto Pupo Total chaos is afoot... [76 words]
Memories Of Destiny by Alberto Pupo Remember.... [73 words]
Hand by Andrew Mornahr experimental poetry [44 words]
Essence Of Death by Alberto Pupo Life... Death... [69 words]
Embrace Again by Alberto Pupo Strange rantings... [87 words]
Before Me... by Alberto Pupo Yes before me... [82 words]
Baby's Mr. Pearl by Scott W. Hazzard Shakin' That Azz [186 words]
Awaiting A Call. by Alberto Pupo Desperation at its finest... [71 words]
Anwser To You by Alberto Pupo Anwser? [48 words]
01 The Shadow Of Static by Martin De Leon - [125 words]
You Must Realize by Michelle Worswick The fleece begins to get those little fabric nubs that my mom hates, it's getting worn, and do... [54 words]
Wherever by Peter Elvern People - [107 words]
The Same by Michelle Worswick The naivity of a young girl.... [75 words]
The Poles by Michelle Worswick The fleece arrives... [65 words]
The Last Time... by Peter Elvern People - [68 words]
The Grass Inbetween by Michelle Worswick The distance between two people can't stop emotions. [81 words]
The Frustrated Author by Iain Spittles See title. [136 words]
The Blooming by Michelle Worswick A time of renaissance... [41 words]
Suppression by Michelle Worswick A lie....doesn't make a good blanket... [78 words]
Still Here by Peter Elvern People - [67 words]
Staring At Me by Peter Elvern People A tribute to Kurt Cobain. [97 words]
She's Got Beef. by Iain Spittles Just another dull poem to uninspire you. For some reason I can't use italics there should be so... [73 words]
Self-Inflicted by Peter Elvern People Dedicated to my friend Julia, love you :) [124 words]
Ode To Mr. T by Iain Spittles Just a quick poem for fun. [62 words]
No Title As Yet by Iain Spittles Another short piece, just tell me what you think, if you take the time to read it, please also ... [272 words]
My Idiot Cat by Kathleen McCarthy A poem for anyone who is owned by a cat or cats. [213 words]
Misery's Finest Hour by James R. Williams Feelings of a soldier. [79 words]
Love Is A ... by Travis Baker A poem about the most beautiful woman I've ever met. [142 words]
Lifeless by Peter Elvern People A tribute to Kurt Cobain. [93 words]
I'm Leaving Now by Peter Elvern People - [92 words]
If Once Never Was.... by Ferris, Rashad - E. Love McCarter About the day the girl I dreamed about finally became mine... [201 words]
From Me by Peter Elvern People - [166 words]
Fit Hands by Michelle Worswick Finding a person who fixes our flaws, and allows you to do the same... [69 words]
Falling In Love Again by Rosalyn Meadors A poem about love, loss, and loving again. [210 words]
Embrace by Peter Elvern People - [176 words]
Composition For Three French Horns And Turntables. by Martin De Leon - [119 words]
Change And Continuity by Iain Spittles Just a short poem to test what kind of response rate to expect if i post some of my other... [49 words]
Autre by Michelle Worswick The feeling of being inferior... [59 words]
At The Cinema by Michelle Worswick Make your own images. [58 words]
Are You Happy? by Scott W. Hazzard A work in progress. [269 words]
Angel (Julia) by Peter Elvern People For my friend Julia, clean for three months; love you :) [68 words]
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After the World Trade Towers attack.
Arthur Henry Isaacson
Engineer, Businessman. Father,Husband, Friend, Lover. Hobbies; Piano, writing, photography.
|AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (9)
After Love (Poetry) Sharing a bed with someone that no longer loves you. [121 words]
Begin Again (Poetry) Taking a new direction in life. [312 words]
Epitaph (Poetry) Why are we here and who will remember? [164 words]
First Time (Poetry) First Lovemaking [41 words]
Free At Last (Poetry) The agony of divorce or separation. There are no easy answers. Nothing is black and white. [80 words]
I May Not Be (Poetry) Examination of Perception of Existence. [140 words]
In A Cardboard Box (Poetry) Memories stored away but not discarded. [111 words]
New York 91101 (Poetry) Aftermath of World Trade Towers Attack. [106 words]
The War Within (Poetry) The emotional struggle of deciding to abort and its aftermath. [156 words]
Arthur Henry Isaacson
Day After day we watch them dig
and find no words to say.
On TV screens we see the scenes
that time won’t take away.
And in that place of smoke and dust
We’re all interred together.
Souls in flight and those that grieve,
at the doorway to forever.
Thrust into eternity
a part of us is gone.
To consecrate their memory
we now must carry on
We raise our eyes to azure skies
and feel the warming sun
Though hearts are cold and young are old
we pray His will be done.
We bow our heads hold on to threads
of lives that once we knew.
Ask the questions without answers
search within ourselves for truths
Light a candle in the darkness
do whatever that we can.
See a world alight with purpose
know we’re players in His plan
Say a prayer for those before us and
one for those who’ll fall
We must stand together surely
as we heed this clarion call.
We must fight for our tomorrows if
we want them to be free.
There is no one left to stand up so,
it’s up to you and me
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