Bosomed Poems - Poems about Bosomed

...This feels too much like deja vu, the days and nights of a biblioklept. It’s what the book-bosomed must do, taking in every chapter as you slept. Being such an omnilegent person it’s hard to......

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...These are poems about storms, poems about squalls, poems about tempests... Dark-bosomed clouds pregnant with heavy thunder ... the water breaks —Michael R. Burch Squall by Michael R......

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...I wrap myself in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams sinuous pinot-grigio-me; X-rated and never sated dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated ...my floorshow our foreplay welcome to the conjuga......

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...Delightful muse, end for me your dormancy in twenty-three. Inside myself the churning gusts of winter thoughts on paper must be released, un-bosomed, loosed. So, wake up beloved muse! Continued......

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...The selfsame page echoes wordlessly like barren lord To write in characters of light, Oh! bucket headed bard Understand, art-like slumber must set-the soul free Beyond time's fabric walls, in boun......

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...They set up tents by their big ol' cadillacs Up the road a-piece from our little house In a vacant lot where nothing but weeds grew. Momma said, "Don't you go up there and stare At them. They mi......

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...Poems about Things that Break III These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old ha......

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...Poems about Things that Break I These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old habi......

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...grandma bare bosomed and barely covered by frayed crocheted pants looked like a mixture of parakeet and paragon in a fairy tale’s garment under cover of darkness she would bare her wickedness and e......

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...The Original Sin: Rhyming Haiku! Haiku should never rhyme: it’s a crime! -Michael R. Burch The herons stand, sentry-like, at attention ... rigid observers of some unknown command. -Mich......

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...There was a girl at the height of her youth Big bosomed and slim and yet quite uncouth Then a virus took hold She had been quite controlled And then developed a rather sweet tooth Wi......

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...There was a girl at the height of her youth Big bosomed and slim and yet quite uncouth Then a virus took hold She had been quite controlled And then developed a rather sweet tooth Wi......

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...The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo by Michael R. Burch For all that I remembered, I forgot her name, her face, the reason that we loved... and yet I hold her close within my thought......

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...These are my modern English translations of Takaha Shugyo haiku and tanka... hatogata horarete ichiju haya mebuku A single tree with a heart carved into its trunk blossoms prematurely —Takah......

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...Zen Death Haiku Brittle cicada shell, little did I know you were my life! —Shuho, translation by Michael R. Burch Returning as it came, this naked worm. —Shidoken, translation by Michael ......

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