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My GiantA Poem by Robert RonnowSummer rain, melting Arcticsand the lipids lining the nervesin your brain. These are the metricsof our times. Mere resolveis not enough to take careal.. |
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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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KeepsakesA Poem by Michael R. BurchKeepsakesbyMichael R. Burch"... put out my hand and touched the face ..."I caress them―trapped in yellowing cellophane―and I see how young.. |
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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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Don't Betray Her MemoryA Poem by Jason FinelyThis is my first ever poem, about a love I meet but was only able to see for a few weeks. In that time I never confessed my love and now I only have t.. |
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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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DecadentA Poem by Earl SchumackerHappy New Year confusion |
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TeardropA Poem by SammiSnap!Time stands stillLook at the pictureWhat do you see?Snap!A picture paints a thousand wordsA picture doesn't tell the full storyStop and look clos.. |
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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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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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The WeightA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Shrinking SeasonbyMichael R. BurchWith every wearying yearthe weight of the winter growsand while the schoolgirl outgrowsher clothes,the widow dis.. |
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AsexualA Poem by Robert RonnowWhile I pretty much opined for this impeachmentmy fellow Americans voted for this guy and they could be rightI’ve been wrong before, stuck as we.. |
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FoesA Poem by treetsfoes from my past don’t owe me anything the hands of the clock are my only enemy my dreams are filling the rest is wilting my Love, my Dear.. |
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I Wrote This for a FlowerA Poem by Jacques - iNkwireI wrote this for my Azalea, "Twiggy." I might be projecting, so that could be why it seems like it's for a human. |
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The Subtle in the SublimeA Poem by universelfkatiTime passes while the now stands still. Everyone frantically searches with their eyes sewed shut. The cycles, the flow, the every-changing truth tha.. |
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CherishA Poem by NewkThis poem is definitely unfinished, but if I ever revise it it will become a completely different poem. |
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Red SandA Story by Cristalle KaoI wrote this about a time when I was truly happy, I was vacationing in Prince Edward Island, off the east coast of Canada with my mom, little brother .. |
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