Scythed Poems - Poems about Scythed

...the languid petals of addiction fall in a silent way drugs to wipe clean the scribbled slate of the mind adrift and alone on the ocean of the bathroom floor down on my luck down on my k......

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...Mauve sweetheart of mountains your petals pulse purple twilight and scatter small stars amongst scars, whilst wars rage on the world's dark stage and the stage disintegrates, becomes a mas......

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...These are poems about Dylan Thomas, as well as poems "for" and "after" Dylan Thomas. Dylan Thomas was one of my favorite poets from my early teens and has remained so over the years. I have written t......

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...Juvenilia: Early Poems XI Myth by Michael R. Burch after the sprung rhythm of Dylan Thomas Here the recalcitrant wind sighs with grievance and remorse over fields of wayward gorse and th......

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...Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch Desdemona by Michael R. Burch Though you possessed the moon and stars, you are bound to fate and wed to chance. Your lips deny they crave a kis......

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...LOVE POEMS IV by Michael R. Burch These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about love, passion, desire, lust, sex, dating, romance, relationships and marriage. ......

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...Radiance by Michael R. Burch for Dylan Thomas The poet delves earth’s detritus—hard toil— for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet; each syllable his pen excretes—dense soil, ......

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...Myth, after Dylan Thomas by Michael R. Burch Here the recalcitrant wind sighs with grievance and remorse over fields of wayward gorse and thistle-throttled lanes. And she is the myth of the......

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...I found God asleep in my temple. His shovel lain over a mound of dirty skin. I never thought I'd see my maker yawn. His breath was cold, and yet the wind he was making scythed my face as if I w......

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...Fading flowers lie scattered on the ground Scythed down by deadly horizontal hail The long, short, and tall fall without a sound Relentless dawn’s bright light begins to fail As noxious c......

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...A fist clenched, face muscles flexed on pinched cheeks, huge sinews appeared on his neck, The veins in his arms were like twisted lengths of blue rope and his eyes bulged in his anger, His brother la......

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...Sirens call And tempests toss The Dutchman asks his due. Scythed by moonlight the dark crystal sea beckons To the romantic, the foolhardy The advent......

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...I stood there half broken and sated with tears On burnt Ivory sticks made black over years This was the site of just one battle Slaughtered they were but unlike our cattle Nairobi was said ......

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