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All That RemainsA Poem by william wilderReflections on the seasons of my lifetime. |
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Leave TakingA Poem by Michael R. BurchLeave Takingby Michael R. BurchBrilliant leaves abandon battered limbsto waltz upon ecstatic windsuntil they die.But the barren and embittered trees,l.. |
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BesiegedA Poem by Michael R. BurchBesiegedby Michael R. BurchLife -- the disintegration of the fleshbefore the fitful elevation of the soulupon improbable wings?Life -- it is all we kn.. |
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Who I AmA Poem by Karen ArizonaA poem about growing old and seeing ones reflection clearer than ever |
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The ballad of Sex MachineA Story by Jason ScottAn aging has been rock star comes to terms with the fact he as well as his band and his music is no longer relevant. |
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Autumn ConundrumA Poem by Michael R. BurchAutumn Conundrumby Michael R. BurchIt’s not that every leaf must finally fall,it’s just that we can never catch them all.Originally publis.. |
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First StepsA Poem by Michael R. BurchFirst Stepsby Michael R. Burchfor Caitlin Shea MurphyTo her a year is like infinity,each day―an adventure never-ending.She has no concept of tim.. |
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SunsetA Poem by Michael R. BurchSunsetby Michael R. BurchThis poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.Between the prophesies of morningand twil.. |
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The Meaningless Life of Autumn Rose.A Story by Jason ScottA rich and entitled mature woman contemplates her lost youth, beauty, and life. |
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Reflections on the Loss of VisionA Poem by Michael R. BurchReflections on the Loss of Visionby Michael R. BurchThe sparrow that cries from the shelter of an ancient oak tree and the squirrelsthat dash in delig.. |
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A Body SpeaksA Poem by ColbinileThe body, if it could speakwould tell of tired,of aches in the morningodd twinges in the feet when they walk.The skin shows every scrape and scar.This.. |
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ThirtyA Poem by Michael R. BurchThese are poems about "turning thirty" and facing time, maturation, and one's own mortality ...Thirtyby Michael R. BurchThirty crept upon me slowlywit.. |
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Zen Death Haiku VA Poem by Michael R. BurchZen Death Haiku VThese are my translations of Zen Death Haiku and other haiku.All evening the softest sound―the cadence of the white camellia pe.. |
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What's Curvaceous?A Story by Mari' EmeraudeA blog from my book "Your Face Will Freeze Like That" and other stuff mom told us |
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untitled 36A Poem by BlackHillsaging ain't for the weak |
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Grandma's CallA Story by texasjaneAn unexpected call from my grandmother. |
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Hen's TeethA Story by texasjaneA look back in another time. |
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