Prose Poem Poems - Poems about Prose Poem

...*** In the Dream Foretold *** A Devotion Series Poem I am getting over paralysis from nerves twisted along my spine. The agonies are passing, but not gone, so I am standing, leaning over the kit......Read the rest...

...Rise up  child, Rise high. It is time to ignore the existence of racism  discrimination , antagonism,  tribalism and  xenophobia on earth. As It is hard for you to change some people who hate th......Read the rest...

... It’s in those special moments, intimate Kisses of hope, joy, insight into a heart When my mind and soul linger to create Poetry and prose, breathless as art Kisses of hope, joy,......Read the rest...

...I have bad teeth. Always have since birth. I had braces as a child and hated it. Hated going to the dentist. Put it off too long, too often. Ended up with multiple root canals, and bone grafts, a......Read the rest...

...the week passes miles counted numbers turn as I drive fields of gold my reflections of beauty my dreams tires sing on a county road memories reclaimed with my favorite songs the landscape......Read the rest...

...~ We Need A Savior ~ ( Prose Poem ) ~O~ Sometimes when we think so much about tomorrow we get so concerned n stressed about it. In minutes or in a split of a second, we migh......Read the rest...

...If the day dawns, at last, ‘Men’s Group’ (1) wants to address ‘loss’ (most feel in retirement), I’d jump at the chance! Let’s be fans! I am loath to leave ‘Men’s Group,’ but moved too, to let go (......Read the rest...

...Prose Poems II by Michael R. Burch These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems... briefling by Michael R. Burch manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (q......Read the rest...

...Prose Poems Something by Michael R. Burch Something inescapable is lost?lost like a pale vapor curling up into shafts of moonlight, vanishing in a gust of wind toward an expanse of stars immea......Read the rest...

...We are nothing, but a whisper of time, Prose, poem, chapter, or rhyme. Nothing, but the thoughts in my head. Happy, creative, sad, exciting or dread. The tale continues, the journey no end, We’l......Read the rest...

...Reality dawns in my mind,a thrread that runs through reason,a repository and reference point in imagination’s flight. Seeing what’s there to see,that single tree in the forest of my mind’s eye.This d......Read the rest...

...the unconscious a source of images&action in disguise& gesture with slips of tongue interpreted with simile& metaphor of libidinal desire listening to the unsound made loud out of view of id&ego i......Read the rest...

...A birthing moment from the fog that surround,blissful,momentary experiences from a higher radiance, caught,captured and considered. This power to inspire never ceases, breathes in the minutiae of lif......Read the rest...

...Thoughts over and done with we see,touch think and feel that which always is may spring forth as stark silhouettes against the sky,unveiled our words then evaporate upon the wind unremembered ,forgot......Read the rest...

...The imaginary musings of my mind, experience past & present lingers long,dusted off, re-opened,viewed from time to time, retrospective perspective changes all; maturity's long-sightedness squints agh......Read the rest...