Brevis Poems - Poems about Brevis

...Villanelle by Michael R. Burch Is poetry mere turning of a phrase? Has prose become its height and depth and sum? What happened to the songs of yesterdays? Does prose leave all nine Muses ve......Read the rest...

...They nagged him till he'd had enough. His one remaining joy was snuff. Beyond the post that ends his race he has found a better place. This is no time to joke or laugh but to write his epitaph. ......Read the rest...

...Epigrams VII A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? —Albert Einstein, poetic interpretation by Michael R. Burch The Whole of Wit by Michael R. Burch fo......Read the rest...

...The writer's stories fill many a page  Sharing their talent of which they are proud  That has been so since before the Stone Age Some quiet and modest, and some rather loud Artists, music......Read the rest...

...Sugar-plum Fairy Yes, Honeydew Melon Light of My Life Prithee, Lovely Lamb Chop Rainbow Lollipop Yes, Peppermint Treat Delightful Daffodil Prithee, Amorous Amethyst O, Suns......Read the rest...

...Living musicians compose Dead musicians decompose The title is Latin for: 'Art is long; life is short'......Read the rest...

...The joyous song and dance man --- deceased and buried in the 1980s --- suddenly now on the tv screen in one of his old movies, tripping "the light fantastic" across the tap dance limel......Read the rest...

...It’s cotton sleeves and naked shoulders, since the balmy southern evening’s close and warm. “Aida” underneath the stars tonight! Bassoons and oboes, eager to perform, are practising brief runs.......Read the rest...

...(continued from Part 1) Two points create a line A space from two words And on and on a verse A poetry line is sound and sense A dense fabric of many textures & hues Woven on a temporal loom ......Read the rest...

...Poesy requires skill and meter, and a bard of golden heart; or he will tire and teeter. “Ars longa, vita brevis.” A bard must seek inspiration, and write with love and art to creat......Read the rest...

...Ernest Dowson was a singer of the saddest, tritest tune, Of the fawning, futile love that poets blame upon the moon, And his lyrics all were painted on the margin of the page, So his water-colored......Read the rest...

...Ars est longa, vita brevis. Art is immortal. Art is infinite. Pictograms tell a story, of Man that have past. Terra cotta pots and cuneiforms, Depicts their details of Lives. Paintbrushes and......Read the rest...

...losing blood like a hemorrhage. it’s your hands that will bleed this time. stale, Dauphin eyes break and feed tragic Calamity, when the wisping clouds ,with their wisping mouths, wisp no more......Read the rest...