Piner Poems - Poems about Piner

...I, heart on sleeve ... proudly? I suppose, in a contrite way ... but it's beyond my breadth to control, so it is what it IS. Indeed, I am a "piner", pure, I keep memories replete in my pocket, like so much gleaming, priceless gold, and I take Them out to polish from time-to-time, to warm the embers that eventuality and......Read the rest...