Best Juvenilia Poems

Some children sat down on the floor.
They sat till their bottoms were sore.
“We could each take a chair,”
said one boy sitting there.
“So then what are...

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Why do pigeon always poo
On the car you’ve polished new
Why do they wait ‘til you’ve gone indoors
Before they mess up all your floors

Maybe it’s a...

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Juvenilia
Being Young
The whole world feels so whole
Having Fun
Like your never getting old

Then one day you think
About your familia
Oh!! With no ink
You painted your own JUVENILIA.

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Juvenilia: Early Poems V

Poetry
by Michael R. Burch

Poetry, I found you
where at last they chained and bound you;
with devices all around you
to torture and confound you,
I...

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It is so hard to say goodbye.  The end has come.
     I knew it would . . .  someday....

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Durin' the time I was passing my urine
My faeces were falling to pieces

Submitted to Juvenilia Contest

13th March 2015...

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Unquotable quotes: Writers – XXXVIII

     for Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra and Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoieski  
     who...

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Spring comes
Quietly--
Not with the bleating of lambs or
The tweeting of birds or the
Beating of butterfly wings

Spring comes
Silently--
Celtic through the Neolithic stones,
Unheralded by peering shadow-seekers
Rummaging around...

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In a nursery rhyme there is a fiddling cat
who played while a cow jumped over the moon
Try, if you can, to imagine the sight of...

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Sound the gong
O ye poetic comrades! 
Heralding the seventieth year of the River 
Play the flute
O ye poetic comrades!
A symphony of moving waters.

As the river...

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We stood upon the ripe
Dunes
Looking down upon the shorn
Tops
Of holly trees wading in the
Sunken
Hiatus, splayed between 
Ocean
And Great South 
Bay.
The lawntrees were 
Rippling
In the fervid...

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Emotions war against sense,
And his mind remains
A pot pourri,
And thoughts in his head
When he lies in his bed
Would make Dorian Gray
Appear pristine.
He wishes to moralize
On...

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happiness
i have spent this life
with mermaids and maidens
the most beautiful of women
who made words like sweet perfume

flying above me are valkryes and fairies
long looking for...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch



Smoke
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch



Desdemona
by Michael R. Burch

Though you possessed the moon and stars,
you are bound to fate and wed to chance.
Your lips...

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