Dilettante Poems - Poems about Dilettante

Poems for Poets VI Caveat by Michael R. Burch If only we were not so eloquent, we might sing, and only sing, not to impress, but only to enjoy, to be enjoyed. We might inundate the earth with thankfulness for light, although it dies, and make a song of night descending on the earth like bliss, with other lights beyond—not to be known— but only...

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Temporal Dilettante Journalist David J Walker no-thing need not name the nameless breaks the morning in disguise shakes the shame and wakes the shameless quench tormented turbid eyes the bootless errand realized who shakes the hand but shuns the banquet a polymath of nullity a picnic spread on follies blanket the argot of a fervent plea omnifarious frivolity dante...

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To no one in particular, but everyone out loud What you portend as Poetry, should never make you proud The words are so revealing, of what’s not inside your head Your heart lies soundly sleeping, there forever in your bed The words you do disservice, as the rhyme you then defame The couplets maimed and slaughtered, with free verse then just the same With your voice not...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "All Roads Lead Home" All Roads Lead Home Poems Stories Detours Stepping Stones All Roads Lead Home (Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018) "Where we LOVE is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts". About Inner Strength "I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "Open Door Barefoot" Open door to closed room Ceiling smashed Stars in a very clear sky Fresh air taken into lungs Risen from the Lake of None Arrival of White Doves Broken glass, careful where you step Barefoot Bleeds Love (Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018) for my daughter, Georgia "THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "Finding Lost Keys on the Steppes of White Ivory" Where do you place your hands When the sands of time Slip through the 4th and like reading braille you silently derail to touch burning black keys on white ivory you go about removing cold hands from the warm pockets of trapped complacency looking for double sixes roll the dice tumble...

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Dominion / Noun/sovereignty or control Rev 4 NIV The Dilettante Diaries: "Dominion" Something wicked this way comes Can you not hear it banging on it’s drums? March on sweet innocent 35 is just a number take a seat on the bench catch your breath you think you know it all you know nil you know none when it comes Dominion Mid-way there walking up your stairs worried about cracked windows stand...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "Love in Motion" Sanguine Soul finds Mate Magnetic Mate finds Soul Poetry Love in Motion (Lovejoy-Burton/September 2018) ...

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We went to sleep for but a little while I met you in my dreams. You delivered to me all your stories all throughout the little while all throughout the years. The Dilettante Diaries: “The Dream” You watched me as I breathed I placed your little hand onto my heart as you closed your eyes you breathed I watched you...

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"My heart is like a singing bird". Christina Rossetti The Dilettante Diaries: "The True Romantics" Once cages are open the True Romantics dance their dance of Freedom Hidden Keys Swallows air beneath their wings (Lovejoy-Burton/September 2018) "I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else." John Keats "I love you more than my own...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts (Part 1) Starlings singing songs rolling like jet ink marbles they soar across the skies, rise and fall like broken strings of black pearls broken...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts (Part 2) What beats in their hearts, what have they seen? Avians murmurating stories on the Sensate Slip Stream Invisible golden chords? Pulled this way and then...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts (Part 3) Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream What stories their memories have seen Feathers soft free-falling All dreams on the Crazy Horse Cabaret Winds Dietrich...

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“But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” –“Sonnett XVII,” by Pablo Neruda “He...

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The Dilettante Diaries: “BEE” Love Joy Bee “BE” “B” he says to his 2nd. “Tiddler B” he says to his 3rd. “…….B” he says to his 1st. ….if he could just “B” more than “She” under earth he would B just B Love. Walking Love. Breathing Love. Seeking Love. Talking Love. Listening Love. Giving Love. Loving Love. Being Love. Freeing Forever for Her he’d just Be swim into her last breath with Peace Love Joy Be (Lovejoy-Burton/September 2018) for LJB/VCB 18.9.71...

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