Best Chars Poems

The River

The river sings its sweet lament
in ancient voice softly lowing,
vibrant melodies subtly meant
to plumb the depths of our knowing.

Around each bend it curves, flowing
onward...

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Blue velvet caged
Behind rusty bars.
Soul within chars.
Fervent flames raged.

Mighty door creaked
Black-veiled phantoms
Chanting the anthems
Thus the dusts freaked.

All the phantoms read
The holy pages.
The pious sages
For repentance...

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love is awake
it does not rest
but a broken heart needs to sleep when
distortion of truth chars upon the arteries
of love that nourished the heart.

trust must...

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At some point you are going to need to impress more than a few friends with some burnt toast. I used to have an old,...

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I used to say I love you, many years ago –
My passion-cries were wings of flight!
Like burning arrows pierced upon a snowy night,
I loosed my...

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Beyond the dunes, I travel far, in this morass 
Dust clouds assault these eyes' lodestar, in this morass 

Herein, this mouth thirsts for your arms...

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Front door brings in nippy chill, 
You step onto the frosty path, 
No pleasant air for you to initial, 
Only a gut fight with the...

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A warm heart, yet…

It sizzles with anxiety

And melts away emotions

That still linger on.


A sincere heart, yet…

 It chokes with evasiveness

And chars  every feeling

That flickers...

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Slow- fire gleams upon a nearby field
as I  gather herbs from  twig-like strips
adding  creamy broth to stir the brew
under a  moonlight...

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Change your name…

Change it for one that with its scorching stigmatic fervor will evoke blood from 
those who hear it. That the word detonates at...

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I wander down a cobbled street, 
sodden from rain, heckled by whispers
revealing secrets on this blustery night.
They bewilder me in a surge of confusion
far beyond...

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Watching wan moonlight
illuminate tree limbs,
my heart also brims,
overflowing with autumn.
—Ono no Komachi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

As I slept in isolation
my desired beloved appeared...

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How Alone Am I
How Sad Am I 
You never Know
I never Show

You Smile WIth A Shine
I Smile with Wine
Your Enthralling Eyes
Defines My Style

Missing you is...

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My story begins in a fire, not the fire that burns and chars,
but a cold fire of depression, hotter than the sun beneath the equator

I...

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Two months past solstice
Subtropical climate sears
Just open the door

Step into oven
Midday sun chars skin and lawns
Sweat flows so freely

Water use rises
AC gives welcome relief
Scalding sand...

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