| Poem | Author | Vote | When |
|---|
| Concrete | beakism |
2 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:56 PM |
| Frayed Edges | ShellBell7799 |
4 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:55 PM |
| cold sonnet | <~> |
10 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:54 PM |
| Invisible too | horus8 |
6 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:54 PM |
| Her Light | wunboi |
6 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:54 PM |
| You'll Never Hear | confuzdlilgirl |
7 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:53 PM |
| Morphine Cherries of August | horus8 |
10 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:53 PM |
| love song | <~> |
1 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:52 PM |
| the door | wuying |
10 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:51 PM |
| Mean Matt was so mean, when a homeless guy asked him for change he gave him a -blank- | beakism |
10 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:50 PM |
| A Sign on a Giant Donut at a Twenty Four Hour a Day Donut Shop Overlooking Pacific Coast Highway in Sunset Beach California at Eight in the Evening on September Twenty Fourth Two-Thousand and Two | Dark Angle |
1 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:50 PM |
| Ah! That Love Would'st Lead Me | EggbertShootsFire |
1 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:50 PM |
| Diminishing | <~> |
3 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:11 PM |
| I'll Always Remember | NobodyGirl9 |
10 |
21 Nov 2002, 4:10 PM |