Bloomington Poems - Poems about Bloomington

...If fifteen pigeons circle a chimney it is no time to light fires. It would be very very dangerous indeed. Feather fires flake flames finale. And a sweep of soot is not an avenue of mature beading. An......Read the rest...

...If fifteen pigeons circle a chimney it is no time to light fires. It would be very very dangerous indeed. Feather fires flake flames finale. And a sweep of soot is not an avenue of mature beading. An......Read the rest...

...i am from you have to work for it from worthless and invisible i am from hatred. i am from 7 from black and white i am from not begin accepted for who i am i am from you are who you are for......Read the rest...

... The rain cascades over the roofs of stone The wind sways their foundations as they start to groan I walk on the paths in aimless direction These are the places I shared my affection Cream fo......Read the rest...