Best Thrummed Poems

Andie thrummed a guitar
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Would you still love me ... perchance I was half a man?
     My carnal, physical core torn from me like ragged...

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so ...
demanding
she told me to stop
to stop 'thinking like a poet' ...
but what the hell did that mean?!?
she added unto, thusly -
'stop creating Tolkein worlds'...

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“Clap your terrible wings, vivacious serpent of old!
Imagine my plight as dangerous as your spite,
Stomp your clawed feet on these prison floors,
Peace shall always follow...

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I never knew you ...

yet you were mine -
mine as completely as any other
that ever drew breath or dreamed a
     ...

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I remember a young man of long ago,
I as fond of him as he the bow.
We thrived together, discovering astride,
grew into our own side by...

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Disappeared is time for one and all
Who leave their footprints by the sea.
High winds grab voices as they fall--
Secured in silent memory.

Stormy nights like anchors...

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Opinions are like rectums, everyone
Has one. Sadly, blockheads have them also.
It’s what comes out: profundity or thrummed
Beliefs that make all the difference. Know
The truth and...

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Out on the the highway I was, in those apricot days of August.
I was returning from a vacation, and the birdsong was raucous.

My car had...

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I consider it ...
with indifference, at first ...
the black charcoal powder coating the sole of my boot ...
I slap at it casually and watch it...

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Poems about Butterflies and Bees



Flight
by Michael R. Burch

It is the nature of loveliness to vanish
as butterfly wings, batting against nothingness
seek transcendence...



Album
by Michael R. Burch

I caress...

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I plunged headfirst, my silly stilted pride


          The instant I beheld your Cheshire smile


  ...

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Sonnets LII-LX

The Endeavors of Lips
by Michael R. Burch

How sweet the endeavors of lips: to speak
of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak
in love’s...

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High strung  tight heart strings
A shy chord of melody
Fretfully slowly thrummed




To express the feelings and fears of new young lovers
in the context of musicly...

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The Souther farm stood back, a long way back 
from the road called Joe Long Arm.
The house was low and squat and huddled on the...

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