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Hope is a Thing With Feathers
by Emily Dickinson
Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings a tune without words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest, in the gale, is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That keeps so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in extremity
It ask a crumb of me.
What is a credo poem?
by Answerbag Staff on May 18th, 2010
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Would this be at least somewhat okay as a rough draft for a non-rhyming poem...? It's due tomorrow. (Read Description)
by Death Note57 on December 5th, 2011
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Shel Silverstein: Do you like his poems and drawings? Or.....
by greyowl on October 2nd, 2011
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Does anyone else write poetry when they are hurting? It is an outlet for me...
by Nancy is really struggling right now... on November 21st, 2011
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A POEM.....No Mind Of Your Own....
by THE BANNIBAL ONE on November 21st, 2011
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You're reading Tomorrow(9th October 2009) is National Poetry Day,what is your favourite piece of poetry,or do you have one of your own to share with us?
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