Best Untrimmed Poems

In the middle of June when the fireflies swoon,
          And the warmth of the sun lingers...

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A homeless poet

A few days ago, I was walking home with my dollar store notebook in my hand as I walked. I was deep in...

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Now, I am speechless; I am without speech
As you transcend the simplistic to grand
Grant me the guidance of your gifted hand
In the temple of your...

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The art and delight of shade
expressions of gold buds bursting green 
untrimmed garden’s lush expression 
describe this eternal lease on passion 
Nothing is temperate about...

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Honey gold warmth in possession of June;
And jeweled birds sing heaven a soul tune.
Untrimmed hedges, sassy and emerald green,
House creamy butterflies in the noon sheen,
As...

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Concealed in a spring 
of honey dye on alder field, 
clipped wings and feet coupled, 
a broken appendage,
never to exhibit its grace 
and charm that...

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To love is like holding a freshly cut untrimmed rose ..... you would never want to
drop or lose such a beautifil thing. so you hold...

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In the realm of Fairyland, winged fairies
Flutter celebrating under August
Young moon, in depths of temperate forest
Shadowed shade. Their song of merry carries
Throughout and upward to...

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I relax in the shade of the whitewashed porch
as my gnarled hands caress the arms
of the creaking rocking chair -
it was my late Gran’s favorite...

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in temperate climes of valleys yonder
gazillion lavish blooms and eager buds
burst into spectacular rainbow hues
granting a new lease of life
to dreary seasons gone and past

sunny...

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Sacred Realm

As dawn's light appears in temperate azure skies
Gold rimmed clouds display the hues of heaven.
Untrimmed trees blow in the billowing breeze 
Where verdant leaves...

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Shall I contend thee on a summer's day?
Thou art more vengeful and more aggressive.
Rough winds do shake the bleeding buds of May,
And summer's lease hath...

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Eternal gold sunset 
Nearer to heaven than the flowers
Buds rising, trying to get there

A temperate complexion
the untrimmed garden
faeries have taken possession

Will they lease 
Or are...

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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...

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The Tender Weight of Her Sighs
by Michael R. Burch

The tender weight of her sighs
lies heavily upon my heart;
apart from her, full of doubt,
without her presence...

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