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The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The 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..
Translation of "Ich have y-don al myn youth"

Translation of "Ich have y-don al myn youth"

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Ich have y-don al myn youth“I have done it all my youth”(anonymous Middle English poem)loose translation/interpretation byMichael R. Burch..
Double Limerick: The Platypus

Double Limerick: The Platypus

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Double Limerick: The Platypusby Michael R. BurchThe platypus, myopic,is ungainly, not erotic.His feet for bedare over-webbed,and what of his proboscis..
Limerick: The Mallard

Limerick: The Mallard

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Limerick: The Mallardby Michael R. BurchThe mallard is a fellowwhose lips are long and yellowwith which he, honking, kisseshis bawdy, boisterous mistr..
Limerick: Clyde Lied!

Limerick: Clyde Lied!

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Honeymoon Not-So-Sweet, or, Clyde Lied!(a limerick for adults and older teens)by Michael R. BurchThere once was a mockingbird, Clyde,who bragged of hi..
Want

Want

A Poem by Jacques - iNkwire


A romance piece I wrote with the goal of light sexuality. Hopefully it feels fluid and close to (but not quite) stream-of-consciousness.
Rainy Day Out -part 2

Rainy Day Out -part 2

A Story by MarkAndTheOcean


A little short story about a woman and her man during a rainy day.
My Ars Poetica: "Poetry"

My Ars Poetica: "Poetry"

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


My Ars Poetica: "Poetry"by Michael R. BurchPoetry, I found youwhere at last they chained and bound you;with devices all around youto torture and confo..
bachelorhoodwinked

bachelorhoodwinked

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


bachelorhoodwinkedby michael r. burch(a poem about wedlock, or lock->wed)uarecharming& disarming,but mostly ***ALARMING***since all my resolved..
Hushed, yet Melodic

Hushed, yet Melodic

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Sappho’s LullabybyMichael R. Burchfor JeremyHushed yet melodic, the hills and the valleyssleep unaware of the nightingale's callas the dew-laden..
How You Returned with the Robins' Eggs

How You Returned with the Robins' Eggs

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


How You Returned with the Robins' Eggsby Michael R. Burchfor VickyYesterday I saw youas the snow flurries died,spent winds becalmed.When I saw your so..
Memories are Forever

Memories are Forever

A Poem by Natalia Queen


to my two lovers who gave us the experience of a lifetime
His Valerie In The Sky

His Valerie In The Sky

A Poem by Travis Gibson (poetic her..


Inspired by a car ride home with my son, one of his first hints that he was indeed, growing up.
True Happiness Resides From Within

True Happiness Resides From Within

A Poem by 2bpositive


If harmony in your life is what you truly aspire bonding of mind and body you must first acquire when they have become joined, unified as one ..
Rainy Day Out -part 3

Rainy Day Out -part 3

A Story by MarkAndTheOcean


A little short story about a woman and her man during a rainy day.
Desdemona

Desdemona

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Desdemonaby Michael R. BurchThough you possessed the moon and stars,you are bound to fate and wed to chance.Your lips deny they crave a kiss;your feet..
Burn, Ovid

Burn, Ovid

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Burn, OvidbyMichael R. Burch“Burn Ovid”―Austin ClarkeSunday School,Faith Free Will Baptist, 1973:I sat imaging watery foldsof pale s..
Sex 101

Sex 101

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Sex 101by Michael R. BurchThat day the late spring heatsteamed through the windows of a Crayola-yellow schoolbuscrawling its way up the backwards slop..
Come!

Come!

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Come!by Michael R. BurchWill you come to visit my grave, I wonder,in the season of lightning, the season of thunder,when I have lain so long in the in..
When I Was Small, I Grew

When I Was Small, I Grew

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


When I Was Small, I Grewby Michael R. BurchWhen I was small,God held me in thrall:Yes, He was my Allbut my spirit was crushed.As I grew oldermy passio..