Burrs Poems - Poems about Burrs

...Your words burped toxins. Like water, I quenched my thirst. A portion too hexed to gulp, I choked in travesty of devotion. My favourite promises are broken ones. My solace, found in empty wo......Read the rest...

...Notice how the birds sing long after we listen. We oft’ are engulfed with our trampoline thoughts. With gossiping beaks, they chirp and they flap. We mimic their tweets, in our minds, as we beat......Read the rest...

...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......Read the rest...

...There are horses for the courses, We know, and there are race horses, What we know’s too little, Horse bets on no people, He knows with men all sense ceases! _____________________________ Limer......Read the rest...

...Read these words, no Not ‘these’ words, read the words that are laid to rest under a thorny bush. See how they emerge to eat the spikes and burrs become this life of yours? Tell the teach......Read the rest...

...Grotesque Gimply the Green Eyed Witch Was trying to rake her hair without a twitch. Tangled burrs and fleas made her skull itch. We watched in silence, myself and Fitch. Fitch is the cat with w......Read the rest...

...Another Australia Day has dawned again The question s why can’t we all be friends A flag flies over us Including the Union Jack makes a fuss We are here now and will remain The years and wars ......Read the rest...

...Most of the time flowers will do. Those gentlest of ambassadors commissioned to disarm the caustic ego. Trim burrs from misunderstandings. Temper the burn of good intention gone awry... To most ......Read the rest...

...Dear herb, shrub, vine and bush if you be deemed unwanted or a pest, your name is cursed to be unspoken, or twisted into a foul nickname scourge. To graziers you are Paterson's Curse To beekeep......Read the rest...

...I don't care for snakes They hiss and bluff me I'm not really sure Is he friend or foe Cats, I really take Though cats don't give she any return purr any loves warm glow Steps away not f......Read the rest...

...The gentle pull of floating waves, The current strong that sinks or saves. It stirs my heart to sing along, A voiceless tune that turns to song. It brings to me eternal rest, Cradled to the ri......Read the rest...

... His Life Written: by Miracle man 2-10-2020 Life consisted of habit and attitude, and neither would he willingly surrender. One day he discovered his thinking was skewed, and no more......Read the rest...

...Concerning our hobbled earth~ God must yearn to start from scratch we've been given multiple chances but have turned Eden into ash. Our minds are filled with plastic thoughts and the burrs of ......Read the rest...

... “The Penelope Squad” A line of bluebirds tittering on a line swaying on the winds like comedian pageboys having a good time poop in the pe......Read the rest...

...Oh God, expand my narrow, cluttered, room! And clear the clutter out, so I may see! And still my Seas, as You did, Galilee! Life threatens to collapse in, with a Boom! Like Aspen, that arise af......Read the rest...