Sterile Poems - Poems about Sterile

...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......Read the rest...

...Red Robins chirp to greet the rising sun below my bedroom window every Spring. Their cheery tunes confirm Springtime's begun; long before green-tints color everything. Snowdrops silentl......Read the rest...

...What The Roses Don’t Say by Michael R. Burch Oblivious to love, the roses bloom and never touch ... They gather calm and still to watch the busy insects swarm their leaves ... They sway, bem......Read the rest...

... Today’s workplaces incommodious Laid off, the exuberant and joyous Atmosphere’s sterile Good times imperiled Efficiency’s drumbeat will destroy us ......Read the rest...

...We settled into Baltimore after rejecting several locations after the dreaded shoot out thus move seemed right although two Suburban trucks tailed us from the airport the driver was excellent at dist......Read the rest...

...Sterile white, a tomb of cold embrace, The PET machine hums, a watchful space. Gauze-thin gown, a whisper on my skin, Vulnerability etched, lets fear creep in. Striped pyjamas, loose and pale t......Read the rest...

... School was a mile and a half walk from home, across roadways, busy streets and railway lines and through parklands patrolled by swooping magpies in spring. We thought nothing of it when it......Read the rest...

... STERILE HANDS HOLD MY HEART NUMBING IT THROUGH AND THROUGH AT MOMENTS I CAN NOT......Read the rest...

...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE: COMPUTERS The AI Poets by Michael R. Burch The computer-poets stand hushed except for the faint hum of their efficient fans, waiting for inspiration. It is years now......Read the rest...

...Climate Change Haiku by Michael R. Burch late November: climate skeptics scoff but the geese no longer migrate. The King of Beasts in the Museum of the Extinct by Michael R. Burch Th......Read the rest...

...In a Stolen Moment by Michael R. Burch In a stolen moment, when the clock’s hands complete their inevitable course and sleep is the night’s dark spell, I call it a curse, seeking the force,......Read the rest...

...Grab Bag Poems and Epigrams POEMS Less Heroic Couplets: Dark Cloud, Silver Lining, Dupes from “Love in the Time of the Coronavirus” by Michael R. Burch Every corona has a silver lining: I......Read the rest...

... One evening, gazing into the endless expanse, Lured by its mystery, I sat engrossed in thoughts. The world around me seemed to fade and all I knew I was buoyed up. I was traveling through i......Read the rest...

...Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares What are these objects in your frames? Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares Why must they gotta be the same? Cars and busses, traffic lights Bi......Read the rest...

...Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich revisited January 23rd, 2024 on the evening before yours truly (the one and only Matthew Scott Harris), a stand up comic wannabe, who historically......Read the rest...