I want to fill my house with people
to drown out the silence and lonliness
to fill up the spaces and
ooze in the cracks
- pour food into their bodies
and fill their minds with loving music
and hug and laugh and cry
then sigh
when they leave
-Denise Coney
A heaping plate of poetry, one serving per day (which doesn't mean every day, just whenever I feel like it).
Friday, October 16, 2009
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None of the poems posted on here were written by me, I simply choose poems that I like. Please check out my other blog, www.treestellstories.blogspot.com to view my own original poetry, as well as artwork, recipes, random musings and thoughts.
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