Poems about passion

The Pianist Typewriter

The pianist tarnishes her notes, sharp to flat, harshly explodes, flat to sharp, falls into...

Waveless left, withers, a wild sapphire dies, can’t reach your skies as the graveyard sighs, grief...

Have you ever entered the deepest of yourself and felt the most absorbing silence? It is that...

A nightingale touches its nest hoping to sing as if its home were an endless river of renewal that...

Dressed in magical formulas, you are. Creating fantasy out of traditional lanes, you seem....

Posted by Lina Ru | May 30, 2010 | Images, Poetic Form | 0 |

The ocean’s bubbling stars invade our senses, numbing our feelings as we float free through...