Dark Roses Are Red Poems

he is tall and dark
gentle strong hands tender heart
brown eyes deep like sea

plant peace inside me
he gave me twelve red roses
pearly smile shining...

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A LOVER'S SONG

My lover  is as elegant as Mwanda

She is a dark mirror in the sun radiating beauty and charm

Achieng has big round eyes...

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EARLY POEMS XIX

Bound
by Michael R. Burch

Now it is winter—the coldest night.
And as the light of the streetlamp casts strange shadows to the ground,
I have lost...

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Sunday quote, and new poem-

( “And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief” – William Cullen Bryant )


Sad At Twilight...

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Each petal, leaf, each vein, each thorn, not any one the same,
Stand tall in there duty protecting Their tillage from the dark winged shadows circling...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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What if time was really timeless
Like some minds are really mindless
Does my mind need to remind us
That even the alive can still be lifeless
And if...

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Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of...

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Simone


I’ve yet to see her cry
Or wipe a tear from her eye

Though I’ve seen her dry sweat  off her brows

And that fan ain’t nothing...

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Poetry is lipped as ink drips on an ornamented card 
Violets in a stream of blue as the roses bud
A red heart shape is enhaloed...

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Dreams of Halloween

Like a shadow moving in the darkness…
It is something seldom seen.
A total act of malevolence,
as monsters haunt your dreams…
As the sun goes down...

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Roses are red
Tree bark is brown
I don't want to be killed 
By a murderous clown

Roses are red
Dragons blow fire
I really want
To live in the Shire

Roses...

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If rhyme belittles verse then let it be;
At night the sun outshines eclipsing moon.
And though no green is seen on any tree,
By shrouds of dark...

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Small town, broken window houses
dead roses hang in kitchens
leftovers of other women
who eat beef in dark rooms.
        ...

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