Floes Poems - Poems about Floes

... * My take on the theme of my contest. Just for fun. A canopy of silvery stars speckle the ebon expanse above me, at once beautiful but at the same time, taunting. For if these jewels in space w......Read the rest...

...Women look at us with haunting eyes, Quiet depths where dreams swing, scattered gems, What do we seek, perhaps, among rays and shadows, to embrace the dawn? On pathways hidden beneath leaves, wher......Read the rest...

...Ah, drifting leisurely inside the cloud, Watching hot sun’s rays glance across the nose of the winged drone, stealthily slipping proud, I drifted so peacefully through the floes. ......Read the rest...

...Recurring dreams, tide comes and goes Borne on the waves of ocean's flows, Never ending streams abounding Against sands crash forth resounding The moon rocks the sea to and fro. From whence......Read the rest...

...A cold wintry day in mid-April The weatherman says it's uncommon, Temperatures ought to be much higher For this time of the year. Storms sweeping across the south Millions of people e......Read the rest...

...These are the stones that ground dull nails and sharpened talons, they have slid under mountains of ice and fire, are polished by the grind of a glacial momentum. The stones endure now as layer......Read the rest...

...It is the only time we get to laugh at black So de rigeur at funerals and stogy old photography. Take Dixie Land at home in New Orleans Parading back of happy brass from marble sculpted sepulchers......Read the rest...

...Sinister glacial dissolution verging on huge jagged icebergs reverberate nature mocking bird song sans bot mot, braggadocio, rodomontade, et cetera distinct, ear splitting, and fractal heavin......Read the rest...

...These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ... The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand by Michael R. Burch “Dust to dust ...” I stumbled, aghast, into a valley of dust and bone w......Read the rest...

...Ah, drifting leisurely inside the cloud, Watching hot sun’s rays glance across the nose of the winged drone, stealthily slipping proud, I drifted so peacefully through the floes. ......Read the rest...

...S Silent One suggests poetry as therapeutic endeavour I ‘Is there a special place where the ink flows forever …’ L ‘Like pain placed in a paper bag scattered like a dead man’s ashes’ E Engra......Read the rest...

... Alone by the brook, The ice floes happily took, Freedom's loving looks. Daily she walked, masked. Fear, no free sp......Read the rest...

...A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)... deplores adipose tissue gain No Holiday music can soothe savage beast washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced skinny bag of lovely b......Read the rest...

...December did not call him out to the creek, it was a prod from a walking god whose legs had grown stiff. The softening stream is smoky, a recuperating sun is unlocking the frozen, slivers and......Read the rest...

...the Horror by Michael R. Burch the Horror lurks inside our closets the Horror hides beneath our beds the Horror hisses ancient curses the Horror whispers in our heads the Horror tells us De......Read the rest...