Best Fountainhead Poems

Pennies, dimes; silver dollars rare
are flung into cool water where
passers-by for a while have stayed
Do dreams from fountains now cascade?

Since some who come are well aware
when tossing coins into the air
forgotten oft are wishes made,
can dreams of theirs from founts cascade?

But strangers who are in...

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I am not fit
to love or contemplate
the meaning of a
palliative fountainhead
synonymous
with winter longingness
enfolded by
sudden wantonness
of scorched earth
in summer
which stems from
a strength I lack
derivative of vulnerability
exposed to the point of
frigid fragility
being how recently
I supper alone
unable to stomach 
such weakness
your absence has shown
to crave our collective
still perfectly...

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You are an Altruist.
You: ‘selfless because you give”
 You Put others in front of you.
Agree with all else’s point of view? You are better than me because of this? 
You shun me and call me an egotist?
I am. I am  the creator.
Without others, you...

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Fountainhead
by Michael R. Burch 

I did not delight in love so much
as in a kiss like linnets' wings,
the flutterings of a pulse so soft
the heart remembers, as it sings:
to bathe there was its transport, brushed
by marble lips, or porcelain,—
one liquid kiss, one cool outburst
from pale...

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