Inn Poems - Poems about Inn

...Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy” Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music Blends of subversive elements and anxious acous......Read the rest...

...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......Read the rest...

...Four months pregnant show them the belly. Real not plastic, Ultrasound glares pierce a lack of eye contact stuck at the Papa John's on Fountainbridge. Eleven PM. Drunken men to be avoide......Read the rest...

...These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beck......Read the rest...

... on my mum and dads side If women could hear men’s thoughts would the hear it in a man or woman’s voice If Thanos doubled the resources nobody needed to die I always tell the truth No mat......Read the rest...

... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......Read the rest...

...#10: No Room At The Inn They blossomed they did like rows of roses. Places for lodgers, those traveling sourced, their reasons countered their changing poses, frequent stays and ret......Read the rest...

...You have travelled a very long way, looking for some where to stay all the streets are crowded and the buildings are filled; there is no room to spare but my friend has a sofa and small rooms over he......Read the rest...

...She spoke of both Rephaim and Nakim she spoke of them with a fair fondness KaI(so4)2,,12H2O potassium alum to make crystals and seeds of red jasper rough personal and confidental refractions......Read the rest...

... Star shoots at the mind Hangs like earring in teared sky Fissure on a hook Shows fighting Spirit Canvased vapor chandelier Sighs expanse at hand Liquid lightning pen Diamond lined fe......Read the rest...

... The Veil of Time The awakening reliant sun, half dressed salutes the morning dew, Blazing its magnificence, a trail vaporous in its wake, A scatteri......Read the rest...

... Windswept shave emulsifies the face of the Lake. The fowl in the air bnb, giggles, as it scans for exfoliant fish to delicate. She put her order in over thirty minutes ago. We......Read the rest...

... A man to Jericho was making his way when robbers attacked as if him to slay; then stealing his gold and leaving him cold – half-dead by the road, a scene of dismay. A Priest ......Read the rest...

... Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic. The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics. Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics. Get high off of my knock off water on the br......Read the rest...

...The road to Hope is a long one, The road to Hope is a dusty one. The road to hope makes one hungry, The road to hope makes one thirsty. Best for one to look for the roadside inn, That sells c......Read the rest...