Best Scorcher Poems

I walk alongside the seashore crimson,
Reflection of the twilight of sky,
That precedes the raunchy and beamy night,
Moon shines and stars dance around.

Sickle of moon slivers...

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I awoke  after hearing a noise on the roof of the cottage, it sounded like a couple of seagulls, probably fighting over a piece...

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Drip

Drop

Water drop cascades under sapphire afterglow
Undoing 4 month deprivations

Muffled moans surround crimson fireplace

Crackling of fire
Thrusts of skin
Retinal vibrations shutter her pilot light deep within

She ascended...

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Gabriela Anderson Scheiss was a long distance runner
Who ran the marathon in the Californian Summer
It was the Los Angeles Olympics in nineteen eighty four
You probably...

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Hearing distant cries,
Hope you hear my demise
The deceased fight a battle, recognize
Armageddon heven began to rise,
Evil had no disguise,
Man idolize the warning of the wise

About...

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Sonnets XCVIII-CII

Willy Nilly
by Michael R. Burch

for the Demiurge aka Yahweh/Jehovah 

Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
You made the stallion,
you made the filly,
and now they sleep
in the...

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Mostly, she had the heebie jeebies, peaking at early risers
Outside, morning was muted with its first faint flush
Right before bristled being, allure of dawn shook...

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The richness of my love defies belief
Luxuriant and silky are my dreams
With warmth and passion sweet I hover near
Caressing hands and kisses flow in streams

I...

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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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The quiet of the early morn
Emphasized by doves' songs
And crickets chirpinng melodies
To Beethoven belongs

Above a canvas painted bright
Done by the Master's hand
Blues so clear and...

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Am I not man to stand the pain?
Open up the gates of torture!
Endless flames may burn my flesh,
may in my soul be a real scorcher!
I...

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Minefield
I wish I could navigate the minefield of my mind
Its corners dark and undefined. 
One step too far, it all explodes
It explodes, my being erodes.
I...

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One day I woke up and started 
hating myself.
I could've tried harder.
Someday I will dwell on the 
past.
I only seem smarter.
With seconds to spare.
I'll peer...

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Out on the porch in morn's coolness
Echoes of a symphony sing
Doves a hollow wind slowly blown
Mockingbirds a tambourine

Song bird voices violin strings
Gently struck with a...

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I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
by Michael R. Burch

for the Religious Right

I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
and "Hell is for Queers"...

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