Scorched Poems

Scorched Milk

Your spicy hot tongue

Cauterizes my scorched heart

Try a glass of milk

Scorched

summer’s scorching heat
     leaves curl up burnt to a crisp
          the tree’s life threatened

Scorched and Singed

Yesterday
 I cried  my heart out
For I wept tears of glass
To lay a path for you to walk on
Barefoot on the hot pavement
naked as I bleed
In the hopes that you won’t taste my fear
Teeming with anger and hatred
As I stood with a clenched fist.
hot coals in my palm 
Ready to unfurl
Shoulders hunched, grasping at

Opposing Rising From Ashes Of Scorched Heart

The tinsel moon you gleamed in cradle of argentine night
On wings of ornate cloud I tried to embrace you
But you ambled through the silky sky I called mine
A turquoise trail you carved in my heart you knew
I could discern my love glow with touch of moondust
At the edge of the departing night thunder clouds surged.


The

Scorched Earth

Written By:  D. Collins 11/15/23


Just like I said before, I hear it in their voice.
To avoid 10/7 again kill all Palestinian boys.
Make sure there is no indication it will happen again.
Just bomb the civilians until they turn Hamas in.


Scorched earth is not what soldiers like me do.
Keep doing it, I have a major problem

Scorched Earth Social Policing

a thousand tragedies paned
onto the community headlines
slashes the idle spirits

the wound enrages them to
seek out sadistic glee for the sake
to title themselves as  'woken.'

pitchforks and torches raised
looking for the guilty farmer
with swift words and stories

all the crops seared in the name
of the mindless chase for "justice."
“no god or jury; only us”

the next day arrives

Scorched Soul

Many scars thru this journey
I'm just trying to be free
Many lessons learned poorly
Have shaped the worlds view of me
I have never claimed perfection
And my flaws are mine alone to bear
Many have disowned me
Many just don't care
I feel the burning in my soul
Some memories are a curse
Will I be judged by those who hate me
Or will

Scorched Eyes On You Rondine

Scorched eyes on you,
burned by the sound of your promise; 
Never again in your abyss; 
You speak and it is right on cue 
but what I see is what you do; 
It’s a whole lot of hit or miss; 
Scorched eyes on you; 
Case and the truth you will accrue,
there is nothing you can dismiss;
Stay

Scorched Earth

I can feel this heartbeat, gentle rhythm deep 
under my feet, I can feel the blood seep… 

I keep it clean, I can feel the scorched earth weep, 
what have we done Dear God, this earth reeks… 

are the Kings playing for the throne
as the destruction is nigh, the media alight
I can feel this misplace

Scorched

You tempted and played with fire..
You were warned you would get burnt.
Now your scars are a constant reminder..
Of the lessons that you learnt.

You were fooled by your hearts desire..
Said you were somewhere that you weren't.
And chose to betray a friendship..
And to this I have now learnt.

You are now branded as a liar..
You can not extinguish

Scorched Earth Polly See

Murder Hornets do not linger
When they sting you with their stinger
The GOP claim
They have the best aim
When hoisting their middle finger

Scorched and Burned

Seventeen children
on a highway to hell

Thumbs out—noses down,
perdition rings their bell

Seventeen children,
their backs now fully turned

The piper calls them blindly
—their futures scorched and burned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

Rising From Ashes of Scorched Heart

The tinsel moon you gleamed in cradle of argentine night
On wings of ornate cloud I tried to embrace you
But you ambled through the silky sky I called mine
A turquoise trail you carved in my heart you knew
I could discern my love glow with touch of moondust
At the edge of the departing night thunder clouds surged.

With

Scorched My Heart

You scorched my heart.
In small corners laughter lives
light phrases that dance through
dark
        places
                     illuminated
              

Scorched Earth

I see the expanse now,
I see the expense now,
How we expand now,
The sun never sets on Empire,
Pitted, packed dry-cake gully
Sere, stolid waiting the return 
Of precipitation
The dearth of rain
Brings Earth her pain 
until 
The dead creeks rejuvenation,
There’s anticipation of CROAKS, HUMS,
TWEETS, CHIRPS, 
That never come,
Reign in your expectations 
      

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