Best Glowworm Poems

twinkling stars betray 
the true color of the sky ---
philosophies fail


28 April 2022...

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Fragrance from your flute
Wafting in the air
Powder of morning in your hair
Robins in their throat
In your smile clouds float
Here and there
Golden alphabets stare

The river flows...

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War, Is Unholy Hell

War is wicked rot and most holy hell
 man's evil is its murdering spell
Yet mankind never ever truly learns
 love and faith...

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Various Heresies 2

You
by Michael R. Burch

For thirty years You have not spoken to me;
I heard the dull hollow echo of silence
as though strange communion between...

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Is she the one who bridled my handsome twilight dream?
Whilst I was inside my woolen blanket of brown and cream
Ah! Like an awesome golden eaglet’s...

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Crossing thresholds of blooms and dewdrops of glorious spring,
Toward autumn proudly walks season-bride with golden ring;
Her costumes, robes of ballet dancers, as per scenes, changes,
Facets...

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From every birth to every death
Underneath the sky
Every day in moments of music and tears
Every week month and year
Opaque and clear
The constant continuum
Containing millions of...

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Nightfall robins sparkling in a glass jar of seeds. Gratifying senses lay by the lakes and the reeds. Climbing the tree to admire the vista....

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,
you climb, skittish kite...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in...

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Silver moon wandering as enlightened one
Glowworm flaunting as moons scion
twinkling stars garnished dark sky
tinkling cicada added music to rye
serene night pacifies ones spleen
routine sleep wants...

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FIREFLY

      Luciferin in
      abdomen of a firefly
      reacting with air
...

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When death and loss and grief fill up my heart
And behind an icy wall I am entrapped
Where should my work of holy healing start
Where is...

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Act 4.

Marat

Where do these tears come from? My makeup
is melting in the spotlight. She has gone.
Oh, how I wished to tell her… I did not.
I...

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Silence is not the finale of the conversation,
 glowworm is bush lux,
chicken is not made of egg,
the desire comes from the vision
at least for the...

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In the semblance of my darkest
side lie the sunlight after me,
In the dark blue face was a
smile that only a select few could see.
Only a...

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