Cumbrous Poems - Poems about Cumbrous

...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 6: EVOLUTION Singularity by Michael R. Burch Are scientists confounded like the ostrich? Heads buried in the sand, they shout, *Preposterous!* This universe, so magical, ......

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...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 4: BIRTH/EVOLUTION Simultaneous Flight by Michael R. Burch *The number of possible connections [brain] cells can make exceeds the number of particles in the universe. — Ger......

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...In Memoriam of brave, lost souls during the First World War Our insides churn, nostrils flare, with the pungent stench, Order given to leave our sanctuary and trench. Battle cry, whistle blown a......

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...Written: June 26, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ The morning's rising sun looms above the hills. My breath catches in my throat and fulfills. Wa......

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...Another day spent in my throbbing head. This day, a tightening noose, a smothering sheath of white, sterile gauze once loose. Moments I dread are swirling around in my head. (I ......

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...SONNET FOR WINDS OF CHANGE Cross cirrus sky swift brush strokes paint mares' tails Tree tops are in restless susurration, While cumbrous clouds traverse in vapour trails Mead grass is fanned in......

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...Harbingers of Hollow In my habitual haunting hysteria I digress to an abandoned area Voids of dimming dissolving glow The hermetic harbingers of hollow Landscapes of secluded ......

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...SONNET FOR A WINDY DAY ‘cross cirrus sky swift brush strokes paint mares' tails O'er restless tree tops’ anxious susurration, The cumbrous clouds traverse in vaporous trails Below, grasses are......

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...Whoever claimed sorrow be blue and crimson - rage would be are not aware the darkened hues that dwell inside of me Sad - I'd paint in shades of gray Ash scattered to the sea Brown my ch......

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...I feel a butterfly inside; its wings are cramped within my breast. The weight of flesh, o dull cocoon, prohibits my free flight. At best I only soar inside; my wings-- gossamer, light, remain un......

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...It comes as something of surprise. We need the broken figurines. the malice we expressed, the heart forever bound in cords constricting its magnificence. It seems the pure, transcendant, holy orb tha......

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...Whoever claimed sorrow be blue and crimson - rage would be are not aware the darkened hues that dwell inside of me Sad - I'd paint in shades of gray Ash scattered to the sea Brown my chosen ca......

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...I draw into the artificial womb and travel from the day upon my breath until dimension fades, a silent shift occurs, and there is no more self to pad the absolute, yet from the depth emerge the won......

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...Tunneling deep into the eyes of one another A channeling of a mutual respect and despotic hatred High above nearly visible a clash between the two Exploding in a power of light as the two blades c......

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