Flower Sky Poems

Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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Am I really this old,
so many ghosts
beckoning?
—Michael R. Burch

Sleepyheads!
I recite my haiku
to the inattentive lilies.
—Michael R. Burch

Stillness:
the sound of petals
drifting down softly together...
—Miura Chora, loose...

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These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others....

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By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Under the bright blue sky
Pretty flowers are blooming to catch your eye
Lifting their many colors...

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My favorite color has always been one that gave me strength in the softness of the flower petals
When you’re young you can fly without wings...

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In the world where love fulfills the vast sky,
My beloved, on this regal holiday of celebration,
When hearts beat in unison beneath the chaste moon,
I wrap...

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red plumes, sunset blooms
since denim sky blues faded
lookalikes, sweet fumes

ever moving wind
fragrant and changing like sky
cedes to misty trend

reds, pinks, plums and golds
the world I...

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Scarlet-orange sun rose brightly,
As the cerise stars shine nightly.
Honey sunshine caressed flowers-
A gold thrall twixt silver showers;
And ruffled, plum breeze came lightly....

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A house is a home
only when I fall ecstatically in love with you, 
feel cocooned in our nest 
with your warm presence 
and tender care!

A...

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sailing on fresh breeze
my hat is off for a ride
alluring blue skies

fragrant flowers cringe
until gold moment all's clear
windsongs at windows

a determined quest
from orange clouds to...

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Sky liquid crashing
Enshrined spires, reaching to air
Petals everywhere...

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These are my modern English translations/interpretations of ancient Greek poems by the immortal Sappho of Lesbos…

With my two small arms, how can I
think to encircle...

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beneath cloudless skies
on rugs of dandelions ~
here, shadows of leaves

golden perfection
poured out over greenest grass ~
dandelion weeds





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Blue

The color of the sky is blue. 
Sometimes it is bright,
and beautiful. 
It is light
and full of wonder. 
Sometimes is dark, 
and menacing. 

It is...

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--- but as if patiently waiting

to be translated back into Earth again --- :

inscribed timeworn standing stone stelae

--- things in themselves ---

as if half-expecting that...

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