Moult Poems - Poems about Moult

...Mine is a wild spring step, shoe heels dash leaf strewn path, I spy wrinkled driver’s, rueful rush hour grim mien, from sleek chrome cars crawl as, my drained feet moult traction!......

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... Mine is a wild spring step, shoe heels dash leaf strewn path, wrinkled drivers sour mien, from rueful rush hour toll, as sluggish cars inch by, my drained feet moult traction......

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...Spindly stretching brambles rebel from main form Amused bending stems eject spikes of rhino horn Thorns barely a repellent for birds resourceful Tweezer glowing twilight globe, a bitte......

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...State of the Art (IV) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. Hearthside by Michael R. Burch “When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” — W. ......

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...Sonnets XVII-XXIV Discrimination by Michael R. Burch The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found it in sheet music, in long rows......

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...Southern Icarus by Michael R. Burch Windborne, lover of heights, unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace you climb, skittish kite ... What do you know of the world’s despair, gli......

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...Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected by Michael R. Burch Athena takes me sometimes by the hand and we go levitating through strange Dreamlands where Apollo sleeps in his dark forgetting ......

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...Vacuum by Michael R. Burch Over hushed quadrants forever landlocked in snow, time’s senseless winds blow... leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed, if still mostly concealed... such are......

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...Currents by Michael R. Burch How can I write and not be true to the rhythm that wells within? How can the ocean not be blue, not buck with the clapboard slap of tide, the clockwork shock of w......

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...It began with a tiny black hole in my mind, bit by bit it gravitated me into the void; making me a slave to silence. I had never seen anything more powerful, perhaps it was a god; a deity of dar......

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...Athena takes me sometimes by both hands and we go levitating through strange Dreamlands where Apollo sleeps in his dark forgetting and Passion seems like a wise bloodletting and all I......

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...See by Michael R. Burch See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem like hair at all, but like the airy moult of emus who outraced the wind and left soft plumage in their wake. See how her e......

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... Leaves By Miracle Man 9-7-2019 Kaleidoscopic leaves void of sound. Floating effortlessly seeking the ground. With tree moult finished they’re my headache. Going to extrem......

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...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES - XLIII(Continued) A black-listed writer tops every publisher’s reading list. Half a loaf is better than no love. Don’t dig your ears while tying your shoe laces. Just wear ......

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...https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/invertebrates-of-the-kingdom Varied species of the kingdom Across our earthly home From sponges to the octopus Without a backbone Laying small eggs O......

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