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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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If I Lost My WayA Poem by Dunamis PneumaIf I lost my way, how would I get back? If I was to be found in a place I did not know, would I be able to find my way out? I am lost. I’ve run .. |
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Season's GreetingsA Story by Jason ScottA gunman distraught during the holidays over the loss of his son releases his anguish at a busy shopping center. |
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A Thrill forever FoundA Poem by Anne MartinIambic stream of consciousness I know It's Shakespeare's fave for five to make a line. |
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BeckoningA Poem by Michael R. BurchBeckoningby Michael R. BurchYesterday the wind whispered my namewhile the blazing locksof her rampant manelay heavy on mine.And yesterdayI saw the way.. |
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A Prelude to PainA Poem by Phillip J ClaytonI have been in a bit of mental pain since the summer of 2018, this poem is a summary of my embrace and acknowledgement of things that followed. |
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BreakingsA Poem by Michael R. BurchBreakingsby Michael R. BurchI did it out of pity.I did it out of love.I did it not to break the heart of a tender, wounded dove.But gods without compa.. |
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My Father's PoemA Poem by William DonovanIn WW2 homes that had sacrificed a son or husband put a gold star in the window to show the world the ultimate sacrifice. |
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Sonnets I-IXA Poem by Michael R. BurchSonnets by Michael R. Burch, written according to the original definition of "sonnet" as a "little song" of indeterminate length and form. |
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Imperfect SonnetA Poem by Michael R. BurchImperfect SonnetbyMichael R. BurchA word before the light is doused: the nightis something wriggling through an unclean mind,as rats creep through a t.. |
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MuddyA Poem by Dianne S PenfoldLife is like a wet marsh that you are in.You are stuck unfortunately,You can't get out.The more you struggle,The softer the sludge becomes.You're sink.. |
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This For You, The LonelyA Poem by C PerilRead this poem or else! |
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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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My FatherA Poem by TiffThe backs of my eyelidsDeftly remind me ofThat same time, same place, same feelingsOf when my tears meant something, cameFrom a place ofHonest Disbeli.. |
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AlbumA Poem by Michael R. BurchAlbumbyMichael R. BurchI caress them--trapped in brittle cellophane--and I see how young they were, and how unwise;and I remember their first flight--.. |
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