Write Composition Poems

From my eyes
you kiss sleep
and the beats
of two hearts
mark time 
as night turns day.
Sunrise plays
a soft tune
and runes
of light write free,
as the beats
of our hearts
in...

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Short
Haiku hiatus
Powerful and wonderful
A waffle-free zone

And
Three lines together
So observations recorded
Synergistic sum

Sharp
A needle sows scene
A razor shaves the landscape
Rapier round-up

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Haiku set  written 20 February 2022
(checked...

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I never knew I was a love poem 
until he read between my lines 
Intertwined he defined
my meaning by reading
the inner mystery inside
His penmanship casted...

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The Composition of Shadows (II)
by Michael R. Burch
 
We breathe and so we write;
the night
hums softly its accompaniment.
 
Pale phosphors burn;
the page we turn
leads onward,...

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A lim’rick I’d like to compose.
Why bother with tedious prose?
I know all my rhymes,
the genre’s paradigms.
The topic is good: here it goes....

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Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the...

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The Composition of Shadows
by Michael R. Burch

“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats

We breathe and so we write; the night
hums softly...

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The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction...

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Singapore Summit, as high as the sky, 
though, there hangs the Peace Prize pie,
dangling plumb, dangling awry,
drives the dolt's eyelids to flap, eyeballs to fly;
drags...

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I hear lonely words call, I'm a poet.
I've kept them hidden as a souvenir.
Color painted pictures without regret,
And write with meanings not always clear.
Deep within...

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Every morn, I wake to a blank page - 
A canvas, on which I paint
Today

I often revisit past illustrations;
Some statuesque,
and others with rips, tears, and...

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Composition 
in a minor key
swirling low 
so sad and free.
dark magenta,heavy laden
clouded skies
above the maiden
standing silent as a stone
in the garden all alone
flowers falling all...

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