Plucked Poems - Poems about Plucked

...two children chest-tight these ties to her life severed in no man’s land fruit plucked from family tree overdose of suffering ......Read the rest...

... Those New Gods evacuate the violence simulating patience they were once created to guide us, they overtook us snapped our heads off every time we thought of violence Those New God......Read the rest...

...My start in life was not round here, Newcastle was my home, But now I've spent 20yrs in washington where I roam, Now I wonder what is left, A hopeless future at its best, A big part missing......Read the rest...

...Most women have grown tired of just being women, Weary of always being the flowers of unending seasons, awaiting to be plucked And placed in vases for gazes that never feel their roots; They, the ......Read the rest...

...Even diamond became dust When touched your skin crust If beauty was beyond money The world belong to you my honey She says your poetry warm winters such As lamp in my heart darkness sprinkles......Read the rest...

... In a realm where feuds festered, fierce and free, Two clans clashed, Kovacs and Petrovics, starkly set. Amidst the mountains, a tale of sorrow spun, Where bloodied bonds bespoke a bitter deb......Read the rest...

...As I was set to go out on my horse One eve, despite pleads to stay from my course, Prone I was to take my hat from the rack, A whirlwind crested from the dusty tract, Lifting dead leaves from......Read the rest...

...Autumn gone, now winter frost, Reflections return, times long lost. Words, pictures plucked from air, Those I know are always there. Sixty years ago and more, When life and love could only so......Read the rest...

...Cowpoke by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16 Sleep, old man... your day has long since passed. The endless plains, cool midnight rains and changeless ragged cows alone remain of what once was.......Read the rest...

...In days of yore, when gods ruled and men sinned, a tale unfolded, whispered by the wind. Etana, King of Kish, his heart aflame, yearned for a son; a successor to name. Escaping corporeal bo......Read the rest...

... On a podium of serenity and gracefully raised, Black and white dressed she holds every gaze, A banquet of musicians displayed for a queen, Polite applause echoing amidst strangers unseen. G......Read the rest...

...Has anyone paused and asked himself about the mysterious boy who climbed many hills to discover what was invisible to the eyes: the brilliance of the downing sun in the West? Mysteries are neve......Read the rest...

...I see you flinch, but the universe spins without aid, Beloved, our world dances in circles, yet we anchor in place. You forget the shadow and the years shift, like a play changing its set, Beneath......Read the rest...

...More'n nine months on... and still I feel infuriated at myself concerning squandered funds passively, senselessly, and willingly surrendered nest egg to computer hackers (imposters, jackknifi......Read the rest...

...Some kind of Boccaccio they open The Book, borrowing thoughts and stories from muses, for it is a tome in its entirety, each muse, a Page, unamused, to be plucked from tomb, those sepia......Read the rest...