Best Freshet Poems

A death-dance, 
a horse swept away.
Hooves flash and slap
the frothing pitch.
Neck cranked tight,
in the cascading 
white-waters.
Terrible to behold.

A large chunk of tree,
just a large log
branches...

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Freshet
Levees surrender
Overflowing; ambushing; destroying ~
Overwhelmed, teardrops augment the
Deluge...

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See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind...

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For All That I Remembered
by Michael R. Burch

For all that I remembered, I forgot
her name, her face, the reason that we loved ...
and yet I...

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The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo
by Michael R. Burch

For all that I remembered, I forgot
her name, her face, the reason that we loved...
and...

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Poems about Things that Break II
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
 
 
 
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
 
You came...

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***A childhood experience where I
recall my friends and I playing  in
the rain, but we became sad when
the rain lifted***

The rain patterned dull, side the...

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(Quintin Horatius Flaccus, Roman Poet, 65 B.C.-8 A.D.)


Yes, yes, I know what they say about me – know it well,
		too damn well, in fact: that...

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Two streams that converge
   And flow inextricably
Are like two lovers
   Meandering about who meet -

Not knowing anything of what
  ...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into...

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The river holds within it
a bygone starlight,
as if all that was
will be its movement
into tomorrow.

By that ancient glow
long drowned ghosts dream.
I also imagine those dreams...

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Masterful!  

   lordly framed 
    picturesque rain stain
   ing icy cap summit’s height, 

vaulting off grassy green...

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She is wise in the way that children are wise,
looking at me with such knowing, grave eyes
I must bend down to her to understand.
But she...

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Amidst the hills, there lays 
a greeny valley and a river
flowing beside where it’s
elixir dripping from the
elevated peaks of hillocks, 
kissing the white creamy 
stones...

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