Health Rose Poems

She turns sixteen one cold December clime
He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed
The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime
The core is sore, this shriveled...

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Poor little girl,
Decided to give her life a whirl.
Thirty-one,
Still undone,
Can't see why no one thinks she's fun.
Lost in coloring books,
Her only choice in life,
Is the...

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For 'Guess Who' contest sponsored by Margarita Lillico

Born in the abode of the angels,
a blooming rose beautiful and coy;
Glance even from different angles,
as always you...

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There is the rose I suppose 
This is the kind I can find
With its prose as it poses
Aah ma cherie cherie
We keep these healthy roses
Ma...

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One single teardrop for all of mankind 
empathetic emotions that flow like the sea 
attached to each other we have been vined 
only together can...

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Both enchanting and beautiful you are, my Juliet Rose 
sitting in a rose meadow you never decompose 
With exceptional health and vigor you bloom in...

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With Jeff Cliff I've not been on good terms
For he's told Health Workers I breed germs,
Inviting them over for the worms
One sees and minutes on...

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The year was 1832 when she slipped out the pub back door 
It was stormy and cold as she walked out far across the English...

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I was driving to Utah, because I had gotten a promotion;
And chose the scenic route, so as to put things in motion.

I had been traveling...

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The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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Sweet Rose of Virtue
by William Dunbar (c. 1460-1530)
loose translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

after William Dunbar

Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,
delightful lily of youthful wantonness,
richest...

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Sweet Things

Aunt Candy was the candy lady and her name fit just fine. 
She made mountains of chocolates, every kind. 
Whip whistles that popped, crunchy...

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Rose, the bloom

Sweet in color, 
eternal in fragrance,
majestic monarch of the flowers. 

Kind lady in red, 
a fine dress made of silk, 
or sometimes sheer...

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I live in a rose-tinted town
bowing mainly to White Western skies
bleached of blue blooded color
but also of dire Eastern dawns
with smoky red skies,
warning farmers and...

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Through the hushed whisper of the breeze
Flowing through the majestic circling pine trees
I sense that I have stepped
Into a sacred hallowed space

A GARDEN OF ROSES

A...

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