Broods Poems - Poems about Broods

Modern Consternations of Lament

...Modern Consternations of Lament

Contradictions and formulations of thought that bridge the edges of time 
Benedictions and combinations that evolve into the refined
Jurisdictions and innovations...

bloodline

...bloodline broods begotten bots - banefully believing in brainwashed fibs
...

an unheard melody

...the orphaned child gazed at the moon
consoled not by love from afar
he sat alone, holding a spoon
stark solitude was his soul’s scar

the lamp in the sky has its moods
the orphaned child gazed ...

Reflections of the Past, Visions of the Future

...
It serves me well to remember my early years
when home was a plot of land, my family's farm.
Toes in the mud, hands planting in the dirt.
Humble beginnings taught me not to want more
than I tho...

Daffodils

...It's the 20th March again, 
The clouds can't hold crystals to rain.

The old well that dwells in woods,
Peacefully humming all broods.

Turning up the level of fears,
Filling itself again with...

It were you

...Wiping own tears who made me smile were you,
Who never let my sorrows pile were you.

In a house haunting where I lived alone,
Who even made loneliness smile were you.  

Few bother broods like...

Fickle March

...
The month of March has many moods;
its days are varied as she broods
which day is warm, which one is cold.
Tween Winter-Spring, she can be bold.

Some days she brings snow f...

Hermann Hesse translation of 'Secretly We Thirst'

...Hermann Hesse English Translations

Secretly We Thirst…
by Hermann Hesse
from The Glass Bead Game
translation by Michael R. Burch

Charismatic, spiritual, with the gracefulness of arabesques,
...

Life is a window of being

...Was, nor will be,
Life, a window is of being,
Perhaps,
One is never sure.

A window,
When looked out, the world unfolds,
Perhaps,
World’s what you make of it.
I look and see a Kadamb tree,
...

In the Twilight of Her Tears

...In the Twilight of Her Tears
by Michael R. Burch, age 19

In the twilight of her tears
I saw the shadows of the years
that had taken with them all our joys and cares ...

There in an ebbing ti...

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - English translations by Michael R Burch I

...“To the Moon”
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Scattered, pole to starry pole,
glide Cynthia's mild beams,
whispering to the receptive soul
whateve...

Who Am I?

...Am I the laughter that fills the room, lifting spirits high and chasing away all gloom? The sound of joy echoing through the air, contagious and infectious, bringing smiles everywhere. I speak, and t...

WOODY THE PIGEON

...Woody the pigeon
Lives in the tree
Can you imagine
Such a glee

A lifetime partner
To share his days
With eggs to father
That his girl layed

Woody the pigeon 
Shared his tree
With beauti...

Almighty God’s Son

...He visited Simon's mother-in-law, who had a fever.
Did he do so because she was kin of his disciple?
The elderly needed care. He knew this as a healer.
Wasn't their psyche more than their physique...

Lagniappe Of Expression

...

Evocative lines bring tears to the eyes.
Plethora of metaphors makes men think.
Emollient words soothe someone in his cries.
Furtive reading lets not mind quit and blink.
As the brain broods ...

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