Burgeon Poems - Poems about Burgeon

...I burgeon its beating wings To give me a purpose to bleed. Bleeding through a fury For one needn’t worry. But so tiny as fragments of broken glass Piercing my feet in grass full of bees. That ......Read the rest...

...A Slow Decline Farmers wake, farm their fields. Their wives tend hearth and home, chickens, pull milk from cows, slop the pigs. Fishermen struggle against fleets of slowly departing commercia......Read the rest...

...stay your hand with its obtund touch take away your arid mouth, your incurious eyes from me, from my unscaled sight you are but dull clay, Ozymandias, barren and I am fresh green that striv......Read the rest...

...A remnant wall halted a dandelion seed She thus stopped flying and let it be She's settled down there ever since And been away from her companions She's spent the spring in the corner And ......Read the rest...

...When seeds of hope are sown with love and care, And buzzing bees lured by blooming buds' fragrance, Lush palettes of green replace fields as yet bare, Farmer's eyes reflect harvest hues in ......Read the rest...

...Well heeled prove worth accumulating items Excess possessions symbolise hierarchy Available funds allow aristocrat to buy them Unwittingly sitting in prison of patriarchy Drawn lustily to slope ......Read the rest...

...Coffin dodgers and nursing home lodgers, wrinklies, pensioners and plain old codgers. A drain on society, archaic models of piety, bed blockers, youth knockers, paragons of sobriety. But is all......Read the rest...

...Here I stand before creation, a fleeting flower fragile against the elements… Intoxicating is my beauty in strength, for I am a transient in time a floral fugitive… Demanding devotion an......Read the rest...

...SIX To join the angels in joyful repast, Where is no shame, nor overeating e’er, Is her least gift, ‘tis given at the last… Before, they stroke their golden dulcimers rare, And sing like river......Read the rest...

...Hell-and-gone, my dreams are the bane of angels Crimped with light, yet ceded to swim in shadows Darkened wings that tremble with aching portent Yesterday's heave......Read the rest...

...Me and God Are Related There must be way this can be translated; May have waited for a while and hesitated; Did take chance; Knew in advance, You can consider God and I closely related. Ji......Read the rest...

...Variations on the Malay Pantun : The Old Man and the Short Story - VII-IX Continued for Georges VOISSET, the "Master Keeper-Nurturer" of the Malay Pantun Check out: www.stateless.mysite.......Read the rest...

...My people if only you would see the beauty in you if for an instant feel all the emotions of the buried love deep inside you Such a glorious day would burgeon forth released from all the hum......Read the rest...

...Ida Oaks 1827-1919 John gave me a good home. Not one with plumbing and power, But one with a solid slab, and a full well. And while living in this Quaker homestead, We found that life was pre......Read the rest...

...Acts of contrition, on knees if I recount Beatitudes, eight, sermon on the mount Charity given, is blessings received Dalai Lama, a Buddhist deity Ecumenism, it understands and unites Fascism er......Read the rest...