Bede Poems - Poems about Bede

...Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep... versus being alive predicated victory videre licet lunatic if Trump trumped Kamala Harris and stole 2024 presidential election, (whereat Musk brib......

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...Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus... courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace Acrimonious scurrilous words flew out the mouth of vicious nasty shortish brute leaving yours t......

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...Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep Forlorn; bereft of golden (slippered) opportunities I weep; Three score and four years replete with mailer daemons, hence mindset adrip with self denou......

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... "The Dreams of Bedes" Jewels they found dripping like diamonds from the overflowing viaducts scattered on the ground at the feet of disbelief barely seen shod l......

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... "Parable" When the other side of night came to collect its token I was starlight unsinkable invisible some uncaptured mystery that would never again be broke......

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...Poems about Poets IV The Princess and the Pauper by Michael R. Burch for June Kraeft Here was a woman bright, intent on life, who did not flinch from Death, but caught his eye and dre......

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...Here is a delightful book of Cat Poetry, written from Cat's point of view. For the people who love cats, and the cats who own them. Love, Joe and Ila. https://app.thebookpatch.com/BookStore/im-a......

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... "Exegesis" At 7 he was thrown to the wolves Bede marked his territory hidden secrets kept in the abbey he escaped went to war where ......

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...Sonnets LXXI-LXXX Because You Came to Me by Michael R. Burch Because you came to me with sweet compassion and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair, I do not love you after any fashio......

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...Various Heresies 5 Tonight, Let's Remember by Michael R. Burch July 7,2007 (7-7-7) Tonight, let's remember the fond ways our fingers engendered new methods to praise the gray at my temple......

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...Caedmon’s Face by Michael R. Burch At the monastery of Whitby, on a day when the sun sank through the sea, and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free, while the wind and Time blew all aro......

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...Caedmon's Hymn by Michael R. Burch At the monastery of Whitby, on a day when the sun sank through the sea, and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free, while the wind and time blew all aro......

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...Ech day me cometh tydinges thre "Each Day Three Tidings Come to Me" (anonymous Middle English poem, circa the 13th century AD) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Each day I’m ......

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...At Cædmon’s Grave At Caedmon's Grave by Michael R. Burch “Cædmon’s Hymn,” composed at the Monastery of Whitby (a North Yorkshire fishing village), is one of the oldest known poems written in the......

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...Where Does the Butterfly Go? by Michael R. Burch for the children of the Holocaust and the Nakba Where does the butterfly go when lightning rails, when thunder howls, when hailstones......

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