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Poems by addyam, by newest first

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  • My love is not a red, red rose, but a stone
    rising cold in the mist of an ancient morning.
    by addyam 45 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 3 9:33 PM
  • Don't laugh, growing old hurts.
    It's my disbelief that is growing.
    by addyam 12 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 22 9:53 PM
  • Much sadness hovered when first I woke
    What dark intrudes on such a lovely day
    by addyam 13 lines, on May 17 12:42 AM
  • by addyam 24 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 19 8:18 AM. In Children or Young Adult
  • We can't afford a moving van."
    Frannie Fromme, buried under blankets and pillows in the back seat, could barely see her mother. She felt like a tissue stuffed head first into a box.
    by addyam 17 lines, on Jan 28 10:00 AM
  • There once was a frog named Dog,
    who howled all night through the fog.
    by addyam 5 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 24 6:17 AM 2008. In Limerick
  • At Christmas I send
    one present.
    by addyam 41 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 21 10:48 PM 2008
  • Work on Sunday Morning
    by addyam 31 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 21 10:32 PM 2008. In Humor
  • by addyam 32 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 21 10:13 PM 2008. In History, Society.
  • My first poem on AllPoetry. How exciting!
    by addyam 44 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 10 9:02 PM 2008. In Abuse
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