Conjure Up Poems - Poems about Conjure Up

...Age crept upon me like a quiet thief Reminding me of time's silent passing Another Autumn another dead leaf The moment's concern seems everlasting To conjure the year my mind was aware A child's......Read the rest...

...If you can find shelter when the firmament rumbles And drips spears of weighty waters Keep about you the hope that clear skies might come, Be glad for the storied house that a seed built, That yo......Read the rest...

...No more Mothballs and cedar assault my nose The dust mites and stale air dry my throat A wardrobe that is just that The lion roars no more Neutered and robbed of his fire The l......Read the rest...

...What’s a man to do Can’t shoo, can’t woo Without fingers pointed at you Damned for either or the two What’s a man to do Be false or be true The difference is the same too Whichever foot, it......Read the rest...

... In the darkness of the night, a ruby gleams to contrast a slumbered eye awakened to feeling, reflection, light, Lady "Genie", eyes aglow like a beast, in mid-stride, lost in her mid......Read the rest...

...(the first day of March) Am I as lonely as that cloud? I kneel this early time of day. The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud, while I am crouching, seem to pray! St David’s Day is here, wit......Read the rest...

...This lady’s hair is so, so white, creates an aura for that face. Her age puts forth its beauty in the street. She could be my charming mother, my darling grand-mama, that lovable great Aunt Lu......Read the rest...

...I believe that each of us lives a predestined life, one that has been arranged and organized for continuity. We are oblivious to such effects as we live out our lives accordingly, as ordered by the p......Read the rest...

...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE: COMPUTERS The AI Poets by Michael R. Burch The computer-poets stand hushed except for the faint hum of their efficient fans, waiting for inspiration. It is years now......Read the rest...

...I am also a prose poet, navigating the realms of expression unencumbered by the shackles of rhyme. In this vast expanse of literary freedom, I find my solace, my sanctuary. My words flow unencumbered......Read the rest...

...I'm sitting pretty biding my time Staying real quiet towing the line, For President Biden, that lovely old man Playing the game as only I can. Why make loud waves, somehow act up, When everyth......Read the rest...

... Written: January 1st 2024 ____________________________________ Inverted into berth back to the coast braced by a breeze with hurricane fury we cluster in the crevices ......Read the rest...

...The less I move my lips at my 4:00 am Saturday morning sessions The more These words are trees standing still beside a racing river A long way away Freight train bores the night Moon without ......Read the rest...

... Simple days of Summer convey simple moments: a humming hummingbird, dancing dandelion, a hazy morning, blurred. Simple days of Summer whisper of simple times: sharing a root beer f......Read the rest...

...We were like smoke rings in the way that our bodies curled around one another, wisps of lovers' cries intermingled with the ecstasy we once discovered We were all arms, legs, hands and fingertips, t......Read the rest...