Child Angst Poems

Little Girl swings in the air,
legs pumping, wind in hair
the closest to flight she’ll ever be.
freedom and fairytales whisper in her ears,
telling her with each...

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(prelude) 
 
  the buzzing of the evening insects 
  presage evil ! 

  here are black wolves ! here are ghosts...

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Fraught as an extremely socially anxious younger person...

hashtagged introvertedness trademark
silently exorcised, ostracized, and vilified
Impossible mission to resuscitate...
a forsaken promising
(even short lived) friendship
regardless of expressed gender
exhibited...

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Sold

To be sold by the people
Who were supposed to love you
To be sold at 
Just 9 years old
For alcohol and laughs 
To be sold 
Day...

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 “When you’re blamed and shamed for something you didn’t do, 
remember the one who looks out for you, He knows the truth”
Long ago when...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while...

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With the sky turning gray today
Won’t you come and take me away from this place 
Won’t you 
Won’t you take me away

Turn my fears away
Won’t...

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More'n nine months on...

and still I feel infuriated at myself
concerning squandered funds
passively, senselessly, and willingly
surrendered nest egg
to computer hackers
(imposters, jackknifing, and liquidating)
coercing me to forfeit...

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A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else. John Burroughs

This is not a sad poem,
but...

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Sometimes I wake up and wonder,
Who have I become,
I draw the curtains from my eyes,
And realise I am numb,
I recognise my heart and face,
I just...

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I remember how the rose moon drizzled gold,
when stars within your eyes danced, flickering pearls,
curating a carnival of dreams untold~
while heavy skies unveiled tuscan truth,...

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What The Roses Don’t Say
by Michael R. Burch

Oblivious to love, the roses bloom
and never touch ... They gather calm and still
to watch the busy insects...

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Your words burped toxins. 
Like water, I quenched my thirst. 
A portion too hexed to gulp,
I choked in travesty of devotion.

My favourite promises are broken...

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Tyrants fat upon their moon
With untold minions to command...
Knew a diversion would be needed
As malcontent laid waste the land.
They yearn to cast aspersion
By letting forth...

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Darkness 
There are a lot of ways to describe it but it always feels the same 
This feeling of loneliness
That no one can escape 

Darkness...

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