Best Unmolested Poems

"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."
wildflower
in eyes
I reply, "NOW."

often people become confused
by such a unique response
not this one

she's a beauty
shiny minded stone
lives warm under veins
lacks definition of alone

alone she stands
tallest green blade
unscathed
each time the oily blade passes above

erect 
she stays the same
tingling pulses exhale her...

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Untrampled Sand

Idyllic shorelines tucked away,
Are island protected in a tropical bay;
Below pastel skies polished by clouds,
Reveal a Shangri-La bathed in gold.

Untrampled sands, white and tanned,
Are cooled by waves and wind fanned.
Where exotic vegetation creeps unmolested,
Claiming squatter rights of fertile deposits.

Mollusk seashells litter the beach,
Within the...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published by Songs of Innocence, The Aurorean, Contemporary Rhyme



Roses for a...

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"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."

wildflower eyes
                                      ...

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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her and extend this sacred fire
to keep her memory exalted flame,
unmolested by the thistles and...

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From ‘The Woe of Roanoke ‘
It wasn’t just the gale that chilled his skin
As he mulled on the cannibal captured within.
In trembling state he clenched close his cane
To rap tap the gate of the jail in the rain.

Four jailer badge enter, unbolted the door
Jabbed, jolted...

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Independence ... To. be cherished and protected 
Interdependence ... Live and let others live unmolested
Dependence ... On the God in whom we trust. 
God bless the U.S...

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Restored Was His Heart, Soul And Might
   (The Woodsman)


Hollow place in the woods most deep,
now unmolested by man or by beast.
Reserved for a wise visitor's return,
a promise he swore one day to keep,
when starry night holds a big feast!

Life called the woodsman far...

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Oh Jeannie, extraordinary being of magic
No wish shall be an affair of the tragic
           - not from me -
One based upon my unselfish half, 
     now and in the hereafter
A single...

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" I CAN'T HEAR YOU WHEN YOU WHISPER "

you screech one final time, 
so loudly that the walls between us shake

(Listen, listen, listen!)

I repeat, with fresh rebellion
but to you, it's just a whisper
so you hear nothing

'til my lips are at your grimy ear 
and now...

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(Mary, Mary quite contrary, tending your garden just so;
planting your bells and cockle shells, and hoping to grow.)

I built a little house,
And dared to plant a few flowers in the garden.
Surrounded by gray stone walls and a prickly hedge,
The violets and the daisies grew unmolested.

I...

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no man is an island, 
part of the continent i believe thee to say
well some have chosen a peninsula 
free of cross-town traffic
friends are few and far between
we treasure our own thinking
less the frivolous conversations
with entities of no real worth, our pursuits
life quieter absent the...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Double Limerick: The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch

The platypus, myopic,
is ungainly, not erotic.
His feet for bed
are over-webbed,
and what of his proboscis?

The platypus, though, is eager
although his means are meager.
His sight is poor;
perhaps he'll score
with a passing duck or...

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I’m confined
Weighted
By this body of clay
I cannot soar
On the wings of my dreams
Or from lofty heights
Swoop down
To dip my hands in ocean streams
And then claim again 
My place in the sky

Confined
Weighted
By the cares of this world
By my tears
By a world bound in fears
Confined

But then a...

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Under the sighing sky I stood within the swaying grass
With the rain pelting me like tears of heaven fallen just for us, we the two
And where were you when open these arms did I to the sky and rains drinking of my life
Lost a little...

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