Chanticleer Poems - Poems about Chanticleer

... Chanticleer has a big problem, clearly Now that so many folks work remotely He crows and he crows But at heart he knows You sleep late ~ bye-bye job security ......

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...MODERN SONNETS II I prefer the original definition of the sonnet as a “little song” of indeterminate form and length. These modern sonnets vary from more-or-less traditional to free verse. ......

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...State of the Art (II) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. What the Poet Sees by Michael R. Burch What the poet sees, he sees as a swimmer ~~~......

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...Sonnets X-XVI Archaischer Torso Apollos (“Archaic Torso of Apollo”) by Rainer Maria Rilke loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch We cannot know the beheaded god nor his eyes'......

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...The Making of a Poet by Michael R. Burch While I don’t consider “Poetry” to be my best poem—I wrote the first version in my teens—it’s a poem that holds special meaning for me; I call it my ars p......

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...A pair of blue wings is hovering against the inky black covering within ‘Little Fox’ constellation of Vulpecula designation, portrayed with stipple sidereal in Hubble image ethereal, ‘Hen two......

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...Vacuum by Michael R. Burch Over hushed quadrants forever landlocked in snow, time’s senseless winds blow... leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed, if still mostly concealed... such are......

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...In Praise of Meter by Michael R. Burch The earth is full of rhythms so precise the octave of the crystal can produce a trillion oscillations, yet not lose a second's beat. The ear nee......

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...Matilda the peregrine Chanticleer Has taken up residence Along the 18th Fairway Chicken-walking ......

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...Oh no, I can’t do it here! And my feathers are a mess! Can’t a clucker have a little privacy? I don’t know about the rest of you but I can’t just pop out egg after egg like I’m a pl......

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...Eyes like fantastic moons that shiver in some stagnant lake folded like a white rose-leaf hair was golden as tints of sunrise tongue is like a scarlet snake. It took on deep roar as of a cloven......

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... It began... One day in a far off land where roamed the fearsome Chanticleer. There lived a mighty military man of rank, if not of prowess. He sought to tame the wily beas......

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...I am so very tired I think you'll never know How much of me I spend following Chasing where you go My thoughts wander to you I construct a world of rights I try to make myself someone That m......

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...Sometimes we fail to see our faults because of pride and haughty flaws which tends to shut all friendship doors even as chanticleer the bird recalls A certain season with no remorse he had to ......

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...Oh, how's this work, how to reFrame? The s p i n I'm in "I hear your Name and I'm aFlame!..." In Portraits to arabesques in Castles in Spain And belles letteres of A. Nin Oh, how's this work,......

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