Shirked Poems - Poems about Shirked

...Revival We humans wept for the revival Nothing nor time can be at arrival Yet, the redshift of revival was horrendous It often creeps the dream of wondrous Sadly, shirked the throbbing dru......

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...Maybe you’ve seen Janet she’s from another planet making all her regular stops at the local charity shops loves a second hand rail or two lives in the land of good as new to knock and shock the......

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...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......

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...Speaking only kind, constructive words about others, Prioritizing peace among earth's sisters and brothers, Remembering green practices, essential to our lives, Easy as......

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...They called him Lawrence of Neasden And he dressed in Khaki shorts And he always rode a camel Which he kept in his car port They arrived there in Central Neasden Having ridden all through the......

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...Queen Elizabeth the Second passed leaving the World in a mournful state. How can this be--one who's so steadfast. She tempered Britain's every fate. Barely a bride on her honeymoon, she learne......

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...Happy forty-sixth anniversary to you! Happy forty-sixth anniversary to you! Most people cannot get here, So congratulations to you two! Forty-six years of concentrated loving and wit. Not e......

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...Wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along the edge of night doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance ......

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...Poems about Poets IV The Princess and the Pauper by Michael R. Burch for June Kraeft Here was a woman bright, intent on life, who did not flinch from Death, but caught his eye and dre......

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...How far do the ripples spread, when eventually we die Probably stay in the locality, level off, no major outcry But let’s say we’re famous, suffering unexplained death The ripples keep expanding......

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...beMUSEd by Michael R. Burch Perhaps at three you'll come to tea, to have a cuppa here? You'll just stop in to sip dry gin? I only have a beer. To name the "greats": Pope, Dryden, mates......

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...Yours truly shirked fidelity regarding faithful vows bequeathed courtesy angel of mercy, who pledged her troth July twenty fifth nineteen ninety six five months (not quite to the day) before "......

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...State of the Art (III) These are my "ars poetica" poems: the ones about the art and craft of writing poetry in a modern world that doesn't always recognize the artists or their work. Come ......

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...Yesterday, It was just yesterday in September, He was laid to rest in golden casket, Though he lived a golden life to deserve more. Yet as men do, The celebration of hypocrites comes a......

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...Poems about Poems (II) Kin by Michael R. Burch for Richard Moore 1. Shrill gulls, how like my thoughts you, struggling, rise to distant bliss? the weightless blue of skies that are no......

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