Best Cavorts Poems

Delmore Schwartz
T'was said, "He cavorts!"
A career much too short,
But still the greatest of poets!...

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In the Land O' Scots nigh auld Iverness,

   Cavorts a lass named Nessie in Loch Ness!

      Is this...

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Fear feasts on our insides
And wrecks decision-making
Evil jumps in with glee
And another one loses trust

And another one down
And another one down
And another one loses trust

Evil...

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Taking the proffered ancient torch in hand
In Altamira, Santander and Lascaux
I am the fire, the flickering, burning brand
That leads the artists' hungering below.

Where forms of...

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Dancing upon the shifting crystal stage
The leaf is destined to dance the dance of the river
Aimlessly floating, turning, twirling

Its petiole dampened by the clear water
Washing...

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Fall dances in with attitude,
Determined to have his way.
He's watching as Summer packs her bags,
Making sure she does not delay.

He begins at once to paint...

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The calm of day brings a tranquil presence.
So superficial, her existence hides in her tips of black.
      Lonesome she flies...

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She hugs Him tight on this frigid night,
 Vedi Dolorosa Mater.( Latin meaning: I saw the most sorrowful mother.)
Some shepherds shout as the sky about
becomes...

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 After graduating from UF, in the early '80s I wrote the book, lyrics and score for a musical adaptation of Moliere's farce Le Malade...

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In baseball, a player may bunt
In football, a player may punt
But in bedroom sports
A lady cavorts
In a frantic search for a runt...

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Descending,
  I manipulate and manoeuvre for the updraft
  Spluttering,
  I spiral down, then briefly up again, to glimpse a glowing sky
 ...

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It is a fever.

  
The poet

They found the poet outside the park

His steps spoke many words of wine

His upper half seemed half asleep

And his...

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Waxing Lyrical



‘Tis true
Thou arte more fair than this high ridden morn
More enamoured of you ‘pon a suns corona
This heart beating is

And with mirth does it...

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Epigrams/Epitaphs

Childless
by Michael R. Burch

How can she bear her grief?
Mightier than Atlas, she shoulders the weight
of one fallen star.

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Laughter’s Cry
by Michael R. Burch 

Because life is...

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then,...

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