Burnish Poems - Poems about Burnish

...Between the reaching shades of tall trees copper-leafed hillocks’ catch fire, ghost flames burnish the slow stealth of evening. A translucent straw-light seen only through the thumb hole of ......Read the rest...

...Town planners would us astonish, When they rocks and hills demolish, So as to new cities polish, Their smart dwellers make less foolish And it all turns out Bad Rubbish; Reason to them all adm......Read the rest...

...Forgiving another I'm quick to do, if forgetting is not also required. Their echos iterate in an old queue of actions I, alone, may have inspired. Forgiving myself for mistakes I've made (thou......Read the rest...

...dollars dance ... in the eyes of angels plates at the ends of pews passed strategically in tempo to burnish words (even more strategic) pretty sheep buttered and wagging like the smooth ton......Read the rest...

...I saw you … high … atop the promontory spinning with manic madness pirouettes et fouetté lost in yourself - in movement … your upper back split, low and, I swear - feathers … peeking … tu......Read the rest...

...THE DEAD CAT WALTZ Tick, tick, tock. Fleeing the dancing cats. Oh those strangled cries, the pleas for help. Where are the sirens to drown them out? I'm no hero, just another suspect......Read the rest...

...I laid me body stomach down atop a grassy knoll... here at Highland Manor Apartments earlier today Juneteenth 2022, (a pitch perfect spring day) with serious intent to read seat of the pants s......Read the rest...

...Subjects can their Bad Kings banish: Their Lords that image tarnish By being decisive and mannish While proving them a clannish After bribing schnapps of the Danish And deceiving wine the Sp......Read the rest...

...Oh yes, I am resolved. Resolved to heal and not to wound, to listen more than answer back, to be more balm than stringent sound to friend, or foe when they attack. Ah yes, I am resolved, to ......Read the rest...

.... for public domain For a moment the world shines brighter as clouds clear the sky for the moon. Harvested fields burnish brown with gold, and the dish runs away with the spoon.* The view we......Read the rest...

...Keep forever magenta memories, chased in fields of old mud, barefooted, allow disgrace and stigma to reveal, fading amber secrets, of indelicate curiosity, scarlet laughter invited burgeonin......Read the rest...

...Into the mellow I fall gently gliding into green pastures owling eyes watching behind birch, the sound of breaking pine wild horses flying past the wind, a country of blushing skies Th......Read the rest...

...Where are you going, my Little Ones? Oh, my precious, dear Little Ones ... do not dishearten at my absences, as with all, they are but evanescence. Do I not return e......Read the rest...

...These are the stones that ground nails and sharpened talons, they have slid under mountains of ice and fire, have been polished by the glacial dead. The stones endure now in layers of motion an......Read the rest...

...I believe that a good deed never dies. Once performed, it is not fated to fall to the ground and wither. Instead, like gold leaf, it is gently applied as a burnish, to gild the walls of heaven,......Read the rest...