Rose Love Poems

Words drift, pounding – a heartbeat,
Memorized by my dreams,
Sometimes painful – sometimes weak,
Sometimes fading – sometimes sweet.
Words flow through the rivers of my soul,
Soft and...

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                      He never complains...

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O my glorious rival in love,
For I fell in the cosmic river of yours. 
I flew in the rhythm of darkness within, 
For finding my...

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Ephesians 1:7 (KJV) “In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;”

A song played.
Melody, rhythms...

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The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, 
spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing
on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love,
swathing the facsimile...

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In my diary of destinies,
your song left a sweet scar.
In the silent savagery of time,
fate falters, floating like a feather,
yet my soul still sings your...

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"The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which 
images of infinite beauty are reflected"


In splendorous devout space of my pristine heart, 
shimmering in the...

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Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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Quote: "'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." - Alfred Lord Tennyson 

In love's great quest, amidst the...

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"The Pages"

Missing all those years
like a page you could turn, 
a book you could throw casually aside, 
to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries;
at...

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Birthday Poem to Myself
by Michael R. Burch

LORD, be no longer this Distant Presence,
Star-Afar, Righteous-Anonymous,
but come! Come live among us;
come dwell again,
happy child among men—
men rejoicing...

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(Ariel Rose)
This is a story of a rare white rose only descovered in shallow sea stricken plains on the waters of oceans much life exist...

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Blue
twinges
of lament
cast gaunt shadow
o’er my dreadful  pang
as a grim mist segued
into dark claustrophobic
cantons where rabid zeal of hearts
once smouldered from magma’s deep red vein
Yet...

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I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world,
As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled.

I corrected hazy, crazy...

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TO NALLUM IN YOUR GLIST


“I don’t understand you.” She, with pandled lips and gaze forlorn,
While I, becrimbled, sought to straff my meaning, bonsting ever stronger....

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