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The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot ShampooA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampooby Michael R. BurchFor all that I remembered, I forgother name, her face, the reason that we loved...and.. |
Primo Levi translation of the Holocaust poem "Shem..A Poem by Michael R. BurchShema ("Listen")by Primo Leviloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchYou who live securein your comfortable homes,who return each evening t.. |
Starry EyesA Poem by melCirca 2010 |
Rabindranath Tagore "Last Curtain" translationA Poem by Michael R. BurchLast Curtainby Rabindranath Tagoreloose translation/interpretation/modernization byMichael R. BurchI know the day comes when my eyes close,when my sig.. |
Her EyesA Poem by secretumpoetaHer eyes…they caught me…entrancing as the darkest night…moonlight shimmering off the blackest sea…the deepest eyes in whic.. |
El Ritmo De AmorA Poem by Laleme and romance, we probably don't get along. |
ButtonsA Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..I have seen the face of the rising sun itself. Stared into endless eyes and found boundless, hopeless joy. Floated, happily lost and alone in their .. |
She's So DreamyA Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh :) |
Last lullabyA Poem by WafaOne, Two, Three |
Eyes of a Devil (2000)A Poem by RobertPoem I wrote back in 2000 |
September SighsA Poem by Kathy Van KurinSighs of September in a heart inside out. |
The mysterious right eyeA Story by Sam110507Ivy, a young lady who has just lost her husband was digging her backyard where she found a few photos of her ancestors... She finds something in commo.. |
Got Sleep?A Poem by Robert RonnowNothing more intimate than sleepwake before dawn, go downtownprepare for tomorrow, come home from work late.Most cities prosper undisturbedsleeping pe.. |
Bright Morning StarA Poem by Kathy Van KurinMinutes of 2020 coalescing into the star we allow. |
The Girl With The Purple EyesA Book by Audrey LA young druid named Kyrie is saved by a human girl. When they start to look into the history of their peoples they realize there is much more to the w.. |
Broken LightA Poem by CosmicA heart to heart, a friend to friend. This is a honest conversation to one friend to another |
Obsidian Eyes (Why did I leave)A Poem by Henry KroneThis poem is written like a song, and it was my first try connecting these two different genres of art that many times intersect without us knowing. |
Hazel EyesA Poem by Henry KroneThis is an extra poem I wrote after finishing my anthology, trying to explore a new style of poetry of almost pure imagery and sensory information. |
Chapter 3A Chapter by Audrey LAhhh! Sorry it's been a hot minute! I've been super busy with school but here's the next chapter! |