Brief Poems - Poems about Brief

...Lost in the lexicon of subtlegafe dumbconfonded at the the break of day Watching the smiles from the well wishers a mass of contradiction ensures A vexation for the night brief excursions to b......Read the rest...

...Lost in rhyme I don't know the lot of it all I'm a scarecrow to the dawn twice rising to the bird song needing a manifest a voyager in the perilous seas The eye of our little God makes me smi......Read the rest...

...The poem will not been published on its name. Fee forthem fill pot mean garnished yawn, sits same. The reminder that we will be in the same class 3 years leaves me unsure. But I don't suffer fro......Read the rest...

...Today nothing's is gonna rhyme in the poem, cause i wanna try to Show em. Yes, I did love you and I did care about you, everything you made inspired me and was bringing me joy while both of us wer......Read the rest...

...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......Read the rest...

...The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I finally found God's perfection. All the beauty He crafted and sculptured, Created you without any correction. I wonder if there were circumstances, Wher......Read the rest...

...Dreams are mystical, mesmerizing experiences, fleeting as the echo of a fading whisper. Reflections of a distorted day and fears brought to life by worry and despair. Elusive as day approaches, lik......Read the rest...

...Who will wipe away these tears when helpless on my bed I lie wearied by my woeful fears knowing that I soon will die? Crying softly through the night praying for a hopeful sign asking for a ......Read the rest...

...We finally arrived after going through metal detectors passing through so many children mothers praying for their sons then there was us my curiosity of it all passing the guards I felt str......Read the rest...

... Composed, he walks towards the podium. At first to applause, until a hush forms. His heart beats like a water pump, sweat drips - eyes fixed at his ensemble. Audience anticipates, as he stands......Read the rest...

...In the quiet of night, under stars above, I wish you could say, "I love you," my love. With whispers of wind, 'neath the soft moonlight, I long for those words to make everything right. In mome......Read the rest...

...These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beck......Read the rest...

...Villanelle by Michael R. Burch Is poetry mere turning of a phrase? Has prose become its height and depth and sum? What happened to the songs of yesterdays? Does prose leave all nine Muses ve......Read the rest...

... Life is the baptism of water cleansing all sin, if we falL Instilled in the teachings of man's origins, God's alumnI Fused by the heart and mind all forgiving, Time is brieF Entrusted to manki......Read the rest...

...Drag along grief's cursed sensation End the start of a brief operation Prohibit belief in any situation Abandon relief and it's only relation Refuse even a pint-sized rejection Terminate hope......Read the rest...