Pandora Poems

Ode To Pandora

Under the volcano
over the moon
Polar infinities
birthing the doom

Hearing the thunder
minotaur’s freed
Wandering inside us
— killing the dream

(The New Room: July, 2024)

Cards

im playing cards with pandora
and she’s bleeding her hand
its so painfully obvious
i see her grand plan,
because calamities hit a set
and she’s feeling alright
but theres one card left
im holding hope tonight
and its hope which 
keeps me in this game,
im bankroll backed 
no matter the pain
that might come 
from losing it all
im in too deep
not prepared to

PANDORA

PANDORA

Some may shrug and call it a fairytale
But many then and now, believe it true
The first human woman called Pandora
Made as a beautiful evil with silver aura
Created by Zeus as retribution was due
For the gift of fire that had left its trail

It was intended that few men could cope
A curse on humanity was thus conceived
And

Pandora

everyone thinks yours is just another Eve story
   the first woman
   punished for desiring knowledge
   and for disobedience
but people forget you were created by the gods
as a gift of revenge for men,
all beauty and mischief–
	no, not ‘and’
	but ‘therefore’:

   	it’s boring to be bait:
	after a minimal amount of

Pandora Gleese

Long, long ago in a land far away,
they lived a wise old woman who talked to the trees. 
She had a little crooked back and wobbly knees.  

She lived in a tiny tumbledown shack, and her name was Pandora Victoria  Gleese, 

One day she was wandering through the creaky wood when she spied

Pandora 2

There's been an awful lot of talk 
about that box. I have some doubt,
I never saw you touch that lock.
There's been an awful lot of  talk. 
It does not help that you should walk,
and leave me here to think about 
an awful lot of ugly talk. 
About that box, I have no doubt!

Originally posted

Ode To Pandora

Some rocks you don’t turn over
some tales you never tell

Some lights you never throw the switch
—some broth you never chill

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

The High Hope Financial Freedom

The HIGH hope/ Financial FREEDOM

There one meets oneself 
To offer everything 
You lost it, you lose yourself

To bring it
It runs and goes round 
It's silent and makes sound 
Wanna make full mama purse
I am dying for it to get bless

The wise say Freedom is not free 
 the wise is me
But financial freedom is Pandora's

Her Lips Dehisce

On display, million dollar vessel in canal's sunk tide
Tucked away, among mangrove mud clotted denial
Puce pearl oily oyster tender is tenebrous, enduring
Glorified twilit stygian tomb stratum, fruit forbidden

 
Subtly shell punctured soluble beach, myriad shards
Enigmatic still with wetness' enhance, violet invites
Transferral from rigorous guard to transfixed vouyer 
Probing unknown, chin agitated by revelation's rush


Patron wary

All the More Human, For Eve Pandora

All the More Human, for Eve Pandora
by Michael R. Burch

a lullaby for the first human Clone

God provide the soul, and let her sleep
be natural as ours, unplagued by dreams
of being someone else, lost in the deep
wild swells of losing all that "human" means ... 

and do not let her come to doubt herself—
that she is

Nickname

Pandora you said...
(Pandora you called me)
and I wonder if you knew 
that of all things set loose
Hope remained intact,
in the box full of evil things.

Vignette Pandora

Pandora,a lass with 'all gifts'
Let curiosity take her a step toofar,
When mankind's evil flew from her jar-
Only hope,inside,was to remain
Released,it's relief,to ease pain.

Pandora

There's been an awful lot of talk
about that box. I have some doubt,
I never saw you touch that lock.
There's been an awful lot talk.
It doesn't help that you should walk,
and leave me here to think about
an awful lot of ugly talk.
About that box, I have no doubt!

Pandora and Her Library

Pandora’s library is an eclectic group of gorgeous well-loved things
Dragons, gargoyles, faeries, fantasy books that lead to diamond rings
There is a whimsy and cherished feeling that cannot be denied,
For within Pandora lives her inner child, with a smile wide

Pandora is ageless, this coffee mug collector, who loves her books.
Missives of romance and poetry. some collected

Pandora Box

Pandora’s Box is opened by a carnival queen
Her skin of berry and cinnamon enable her
Propelling her forward in an insatiable way
A daffodil orb appears within a magnolia tree’s sight
There is a special feeling in the fragrant air
Which reeks of persimmon and pumpkin
A magical moment which goes unseen 
By those who do not believe in mystical

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