Nona's Poetry Corner

Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

March Poetry Challenge (26th March, 2013)

A Quote in Time Rosencrantz and Guildernstern, They sat upon a log, When one said to the other, Through the morning fog, ...

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

March Poetry Challenge (25th March, 2013)

In the Mix Drink til your heart’s content Tonight the tab’s on me We’re celebrating once again Because I’m thirty-three. ...

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

March Poetry Challenge (24th March, 2013)

One in a Million A million eyes are watching As you strut that thin red line; Blinking at the flashes Of a million faceless ca...

March Poetry Challenge (23rd March, 2013)

Excitement Do you see it, do you see it? Over there, not far away. It’s clear across the farmer’s field But I see it clear as ...

Monday, April 1, 2013

March Poetry Challenge (22nd March, 2013)

Embarrassing Well, this is embarrassing … Having nothing to write About the topic of embarrassment Because everything that com...

March Poetry Challenge (21st March, 2013)

Weather, it be good or bad … The sun is shining peacefully, Burning through my skin Killing me silently With its intoxicating ...

March Poetry Challenge (20th March, 2013)

Addict Addiction can be easily defined As the continued use, and often abuse, of A substance which can alter your mood Or perh...

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