Eclipse
...Eclipse
without sun
I am etiolated,
enfeebled, bereft
my backbone heavy
and limp,
muscles stale and indurate
from disuse
I try to lift my face,
feel the light,
even ...
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Categories:
indurate, abuse, depression, how i
Form: Free verse
A Million Stars and Diamonds
...This effervescent appetite
To cuddle and huddle
Your warmth and plum;
Your bush, green,
Wild life and natural sunshine
A craving, gushing down
Like a torrent of water
From a million feet of ...
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Categories:
indurate, africa, art, beauty, inspiration,
Form: Prose Poetry
War Is Obsolete
...War is Obsolete
by Michael R. Burch
Trump’s war is on children and their mothers.
"An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind." ? Gandhi
War is obsolete;
even the strange machinery of dr...
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Categories:
indurate, child abuse, children, evil,
Form: Verse
Auschwitz Rose
...Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her ...
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Categories:
indurate, holocaust, horror, tribute, truth,
Form: Sonnet
The Bomb
....Boom! Boom! Boom!
Is the sound of the bombs,
Destructive echoes from metalic stumps.
It kills the young.
It kills the old.
With a ravaging sound,
That rises from the ground.
From the ...
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Categories:
indurate, death, evil, fear, grief,
Form: I do not know?
Luftmenschen Continuum
...by Michaelw1two
Thinking’s challenge is to weigh,
all of one’s life substance;
quandary thus, illogical fuss,
which blinds the mind's acutance;
adscititiously into thoughts bleed,
vitiated ind...
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Categories:
indurate, political,
Form: Free verse
Our Peg
...Absolute is her adorable attitude,
blessed and bestowed with a burning benignity,
city girl caught within life’s calamitousness,
darling to all that dare dote upon her. Naked!
Economize, be eff...
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Categories:
indurate, life, sad,
Form: Alliteration
A Penalty For August
...While the ancients sleep drunken dreams
in an August haze of torpor,
reheated by a relentless sun,
when the grills and water torches light up
the night with feasts of raucous laughter,
the seale...
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Categories:
indurate, nature
Form: Free verse