Best Bur Poems

On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.

Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos prowling, pity's wild and roaming;
Reminisce wind-blown is tumbleweed drear,
Bathos like bramble bur clings in gloaming.

Tin foil hearts' echo sad droning...

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 I found it between freshly cut buttercups  

and a cerulean sea

Splashed upon a canvas

 of a painter' s fantasy .

I am colour blind , yet since I was a child

I could feel, I could taste, I could hear  

I could smell...

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It was an illicit affair, you'd think, they wouldn't dare, they believed, if we handle it with care no one would be aware. Bur they made a grave err and it became a very heavy cross to bear.

Now the woman had flare with long, wavy...

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Life is like a nut,
Differs in shape, size, color or crust,
Life is like a nut.
For some, it’s like a coconut,
Beyond the reach, safe from gust
Very important, much privileged!
Whether unripen or matured.
For some it’s like a peanut,
Malleable, fit in budget 
Widely spread, versatile no doubt
However, down...

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She seemed restless
Their gilded cage of love
That she had begged him
To imprison her in
With the bars of his passion
Seemed to be confining now

She never said anything
But he knew…
She felt different to his touch
He saw those wistful glances
Past the bars to the outside
And his heart bled

So...

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Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen steeple.
Against...and ready...

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BEFORE IT BEGAN

Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen...

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When I was just a baby
Many years ago
I was so agile I could even suck my toe
Now I have trouble lifting up a cup
Oh how I hate growing up!.

When you'r a child everyone smiles at you
And say's ''awe, aren't you cute''
Bur now your an adult
Your...

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Necessity
- the Mother of Invention -

A Sunday walk took  me on a journey over six miles,
carrying nothing bur myself, shorts, sweat shirt, sandals.

On Monday, to the grocery store and back, over three miles
carrying all the above, plus twenty five pounds of groceries.

On Tuesday, a...

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Solo, like a butterfly, emerging out of its chrysallis  for the very first time
She tip-toed slowly , silently , then ran far far away.
Far from a combination of vomit and slurring speech ,
 from the buzzling sounds of the town , alleys , valleys...

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Amaryllis splendid beauty, Christmas bells of pride thrill us
Birds of Paradise in flight making its opera debut in its crane plumage crown 
Calla Lilly’s endless white elegance bouquet, a peek-a-boo lavender funnel play 
Daffodils, shoo-in to scoop arm loads, out of the cold, into the...

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the salty wind blowing from far, far away
read me a poem today
whose lines I've heard before,
bur where and when,
I couldn't tell:

"the shortest road is the one 
that you know, 
 the longest road is the one 
that you love"

soaked in deep thoughts,
I sat there for...

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The flying hills and its tinted gold
Its pyramids and the blinking moulds
Beautiful the night, a city behold
New dawn it was at Bur Dubai

The city that never boasts of mountain
Infertile the land unfriendly the grains
Until comes a dreamer called Maktoum
Muhammed, the son to raise the tune
...

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Oh how I recall the agony and worry
Over the first proper grown up kiss
That was supposed to send you floating among the stars
On a voyage of euphoria and endless bliss.

French kissing
I'd seen them do it here in England too
Even the monkey's did it in the...

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Another Year…Another Birthday!

I have a secret admirer
He goes wherever I go
I try to  hide from him
But he’s a persistent beau
I’ve tried to outwit him
Have done so for years
Bur he always shows up
As my birthday nears

When I was a young girl
He intrigued me so
But now...

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