Countenanced Poems - Poems about Countenanced

...While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wid......Read the rest...

...Recluse by dint of circumstance Proud anonymous troglodytes forerunners of mine confronted threats less horrific than forty fifth commander in chief of United States of America. He/him (ma......Read the rest...

...Villanelles The villanelle is a poetic form based on repetition, with a double refrain. Villanelle: The Divide by Michael R. Burch The sea was not salt the first tide... was man born ......Read the rest...

...Rondels, Roundels and Rondeaux These are poetic forms similar to villanelles, with refrains (repeated lines) and sometimes double refrains. Rondel: Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty") by ......Read the rest...

...Ordinary Love by Michael R. Burch Indescribable—our love—and still we say with eyes averted, turning out the light, "I love you," in the ordinary way and tug the coverlet where once we la......Read the rest...

...This erstwhile avid poet stir "boy" prone to hyperbole in a "man" newer (manure) of writing about his foie gras bulls, (which matter of fact happen tubby Ruby red) redirects his gripe, how he......Read the rest...

...A Change Is A Com'n Though this baby boomer, (who didst roam man upon this Earth since the year mcmLix) does not coon sitter himself a political activist his wear re: some ness, p......Read the rest...

...(scoured from dregs of me muss held head) I shore up a vignette to free my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie, whose scrunched countenanced evinced beetle that of browed monkey he spent his entire l......Read the rest...

...a scant mere seconds to late, when with a crash, which near concussion smacked noggin hard against blocky chunk hove ice informing gap toothed email (actually, that incident me qu......Read the rest...

...He rapt his thoughts In a tone of utter solemnity Reverent disgust veiled The icy wasteland of his soul Seized with doubt His emaciated lust- the empty mirage Of his forgotten manhood Countenanced ......Read the rest...

...He helped himself up to the wind's foremost blow On a hillock where the moon searched his impecunious pockets, Waking a flood in his eyes like swelled teats. He opened wide to receive the Lady, this ......Read the rest...

...A Poets Endaemonism A word An infatuation Idle in the onlookers eye More space than is bearable In which thoughts edge their brink With an abyssal climate Of lost heart, warmth and heat A ......Read the rest...