Appraisal Poems - Poems about Appraisal

... "Their World" Of course, there was no re-assurance from them that they would respond to the message I had sent. Morning had arrived. The day had commenced as any other, unravelling ......Read the rest...

...In learn and teach, practice free speech.! Effective in Debate. Gaining critical appraisal? that's just fate! You Will find trial, and lot's of error; yet honestley applied It negates all of human......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...

...AI POEMS These are poems about AI (Art-ificial Intelligence) and poems about science. The AI Poets by Michael R. Burch The computer-poets stand hushed except for the faint hum of their ef......Read the rest...

... To life's appraisal would surely a ransom be payed for simple beauty I have starved for the council for the ones whom dance alone For the joy of a lyrical tear O' the silken song plays tr......Read the rest...

...It hung on the wall, like a decoration to adorn the home, framed with the finest of woods. this glittering mirror on the wall, the abode of coloured memories, the gatekeeper of many secrets. ......Read the rest...

...Time shines with diamond in my life I’m smitten to catch, I’m enticed… I chaste to hug and value every second For speedy growth of my work-productions To get the abundant fruits or flower......Read the rest...

...Take me to church. I'm here not to find God. but to see the carcass of littered stink in the altar men raised above God where fiscal appraisal justifies spiritual enlightenment Take me to c......Read the rest...

...Paisley at my bosom, soft head tadpoles Wrapped dependent, rest in trust cherubic Teeth buds plump palms grip my knee, betrothal Chatter germinates language sporad......Read the rest...

...No (where) Now I don't want to write about it but my pen keeps circling hungry near the wounded hidden tall grass metaphor of decay any small move......Read the rest...

...Blind from birth A derelict tainting the earth Lame, deaf, or broken A weight upon Caesar's token ...draining provision Voices, choices Addiction, conviction Taxes for the battle axes Remov......Read the rest...

...They say we're off the Bar Likewise the red-pen off its ink Whilst we stand outside in a foreign land that we yield no appraisal We glamour unto to the Ode to hold the feelings No one but someo......Read the rest...

...So many years writing about many things it's amazing to think about them all many subjects covered as poets do fighting within as the thought lines brawl Dry spells occur making one wordless o......Read the rest...

...It seems just like only yesterday when poetry took a real grip on me as one that struggles with anxious thoughts stammering words held me not to being free But the pen brought me release then ......Read the rest...

...Lifer and death have their own place And rarely do they occupy the same space But like all things in life, anything is possible As the mind thinks, imagination makes it probable So what would you......Read the rest...