Best Quadrant Poems

I was caught in a triangle were four hearts were broken. 
Two were being played but four took cupids tokens. 

Two were speaking in secret while the others tried to hold true,
both on opposite ends of the playing field who didn't have a clue. 

Our...

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 Quiet quibbles with silence and hushed wind’s quackery.
Have nonsensical need for an ice cold daiquiri.

Chicanery of leafy season, coursing slowly,
before its blustery countermand uplifts wholly.

Monotonous quarrel needs a quaff of arctic air,
an unquestioning brisk of maple burning its flare,

Like brandy, in quiescent afterglow’s flirtation,
ho...

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Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us quickly repent
of whatever truths we’d once determined to learn:
for whatever...

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