Fear Muse Poems

While the dawn collects its rhythm, 
Quietly protecting the whispers of a new day,
Tangerine sunsets composing chrysanthemum hymns,
Risk their gentling tones in rarest glimpses,
Through the...

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Villanelle
by Michael R. Burch

Is poetry mere turning of a phrase?
Has prose become its height and depth and sum?
What happened to the songs of yesterdays?

Does prose...

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When the words don’t lure me with their muse,
Desire to pour out hopes, dreams, light that bleeds,
Wetting the beauty of my heart’s best seeds,
Emptying the...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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Does doubt enter our minds 
only when we are 
unsure about something
when we think about something
see something
hear something 
or are told something 
that gives us...

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Have you ever pondered
shadows are made of 
softness, they are not 
hard surfaced like 
those of us existing 
outside of the white noise

unable to grasp...

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Oh to be laying on a bed
Of soft feathery fern
To rest my weary head
Not much left to learn

Except to look at the ceiling
There above the...

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Come muse with me if you dare;
Where it matters not who you are;
To a place free of debates and politics;
A place with no room for...

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My vices and my faults are legion
how I hate that cooing pigeon
pooping right outside my door

i cannot sleep for death entices
promises to end my vices
silencing...

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"Sorrow" 

Reality cries its tears
of grief and fear 
calling out to Love 

the song heard 

in all of human kind
beseeching Love
in self, 

the conscious 
collective...

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Our friendship has always been my North Star 
The guide to everything out there 
And when we lost touch 
I lost my compass

I sealed the...

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"Peace in the Nowhere"

Ghosts remain in this place
they read their words 
marked each day on walls
like prayers, it gives them
peace in the nowhere

someplace relevant to...

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“Dreams Coercing Memory” 

You want cherries jubilee
with a little Krug champagne
but soft custard is just the same
when reality plays its game
by the spoonful
morphine comes 
to...

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Hey Hey

I woke up with a story
Something lingering on my lips to be told.
I pondered on how to sound convincing talking about it;
Or, as in...

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As cotton clouds fade under blank blackness,
I sigh as stars stare at my moon.
My breathless quill feels no pulse, but it beats,
unable to find admiration...

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