Long Roses are red Poems

Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but her thorn.


The...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published...

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Medieval Poems IV



IN LIBRARIOS
by Thomas Campion
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Booksellers laud authors for novel editions
as pimps praise their whores for exotic positions.



Brut (circa 1100 AD, written by Layamon, an excerpt)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R....

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then, likeamayfly, he’s suddenly gone: plantfood.



bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

u are charming...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own and remain anonymous send it to my soup mail. Enjoy!

Roses...

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Rosé are Red Violets are blue big time true?
                     You love me like violets are...

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If roses are red
then violets are blue.
If you were as dumb as me
you'd have voted for Trump too.

This election just past,
I never wanted to sin
but I'm so tired of Losing wars
when Earth's climate needs to...

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The art of love is largely the art of persistence.
The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.
A single rose can be my garden.a single friend, my world.
Beauty without virtue...

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Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY...

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Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY...

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-The Tree of Life- 

Featuring: Casarah Nance
 ~~I am beautiful on the inside you will see~~
   ~But really I am scarcely a tree in the woods.~
  
Beauty found a tree that sits...

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A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
Oh, my love is like a red, red rose
that's newly sprung in June
and my love is like the melody
that's sweetly played in tune.

And...

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You are the music in my ears, catching my very last tear                       ...

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I've spent so much time trying to write a good poem, that I've ignored the possibility of
BAD POETRY.

Bad poetry,
the soul speaks in cat-whispers,
I meow one back,
The garden bleeds living colour,
I sprout something too, words,
and if...

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Roses are red violets are blue
Low self-centered pricks.
That doesn't deserve to be hired need to be fired.
For I am getting annoyed by they violation. seriously need to be fired.

Roses are red violets are blue.
Eye for...

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It took him two trips to set it all up.
He kept it simple just the way 
he thought she'd like it.. 
A basket of fruit and ritz crackers
ham and cheese sandwiches,,,
and her favorite
a giant wedge...

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I don’t know what love is anymore.


How do you know if you love someone, 
If you no longer know what love is?
How do you carry on as if everything is normal,
When inside you are falling...

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Christmas roses are red, and violets are so very blue…
Dear Santa. We love our dear Dragon and hope you do, too.
Nightly, visions of colors dance round and round his big bed. 
As delusions of grandeur…...

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ALLAMA IQBAL TRANSLATIONS INTO MODERN ENGLISH



Excerpt from Rumuz-e bikhudi (“The Mysteries of Selflessness”)
by Allama Iqbal aka Muhammad Iqbal
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Like a candle fending off the night,
I consumed myself, melting into tears.
I spent...

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EARLY POEMS XIX

Bound
by Michael R. Burch

Now it is winter—the coldest night.
And as the light of the streetlamp casts strange shadows to the ground,
I have lost what I once found
in your arms.

Now it is winter—the coldest...

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“True love stories never have endings.” –
True happiness is a feeling. It is an immersive feeling that everything is good inside. It is not just about riches or wealth; it is a state of mind...

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Weddings most often take place in June because...
a. It's the traditional month 
b. More flowers are in bloom then
c. Mother's coerce their daughters to choose it
d. As a little girl, it was the bride-to-be's dream

A...

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(1.)
From Dawn's Spirited Breath, See Red, Red Rose

When Summer rose meets dawning's sweetest hush
Sun comes to bequeath its dawn bathing rays
Red beauty gleaming, rose stills early rush
Into man's world shines, another bright day.

With red rose...

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# 89	
...And now a poem by Red:
...And we all say "forget it"
...I just want your kiss
Agent Arkansas 90766 BETA 
Alone and Love	
An encyclopedia of Lore history	
Apples and the worm	
Black Angel
Broken day	
C-o-l-o-r...course our life off road	
Can...

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The ex wife and husband 


A man comes to me
Last Saturday early
He said some tells him
That you write poetry

I was surprise so I said
 I put a few words together
Bout green eyes and ice-cream
 Love...

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