Old Poetry - Poems about Old Poetry

The age has bloomed on my face, from the alternate timelines I play Inside my head hoping that 1% chance comes true Some lines come from the joy that floods my face and leaves a specific...Read More

Could I have written novels How about short stories... Perhaps non-fiction could have been my forte True adventures, riveting biographies... Really, I don't think so;...Read More

Standing on a cliff, it feels as if you are a cloud, high above the world. Lush forests can be seen, full of every creature and plant. Rivers flow, winding through the valleys, bringing life in the...Read More

If we senesce in plain sight, ...Read More

when eld whistle blows sleep ghostly train alarming ...Read More

Younger wanting to be older Older wanting to be young Child wishing to be bigger Bigger wishing to be thinner Teen wanting a clearer face Clearer face wanting a better body People lamenting bad hair days Bad hair days replaced with no...Read More

Caedmon’s Face by Michael R. Burch At the monastery of Whitby, on a day when the sun sank through the sea, and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free, while the wind and Time blew all around, I paced that dusk-enamored ground and...Read More

playing reveries, the childish harmonica of the young ancient ......Read More

*****I've decided to repost some older poems and provide some background and poetics, or my mindset of why I wrote these poems or perhaps what inspired me to write some of them. Many of these...Read More

There’s an old barn down the road from our house. It’s bent and bowed and one windy day away from completely succumbing to its aged disrepair. It’s midsection is stretched and swollen. The barn doors...Read More

The Life Is … The Life Is … When I was young, there was no pain, The only pain was to complain. When I was young, I did not care, Just as long as my love was there. When I was...Read More

Not Today When memories begin to fade when I break promises I’ve made and life no longer seems so gay I shall be old, but not today. For I have children I must hold and many stories to be told and much...Read More

Your lovely name will sink into oblivion Your pretty face will lose its charm And all your moves and gestures that were accurate Would be uncomfident and clumsy You were the reason of human death They sold their souls for...Read More

Heart o Silver, doth thou dither? About the stars, or planets blither? O grateful gods, become so weary, Heart o silver, hast left thee teary. Glaciated by wind and storm, Nevermore, thy heart be warm....Read More

7/11/15 Go ahead laugh and cry And if you'd like to ask me why Don't let time pass you by You have to try Regardless of if you want the whole thing or less than half the pie Remember you can't...Read More