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The Sweetheart’s Curse

...a single heart
thick as wax
pressed into the earth’s embrace

it does not wither
does not break
only waits in silence--patient, watching

its vines creep slow
twisting tight
coiling round t...
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Categories: tendriled, scary,
Form: Free verse

Premium Member Poetic Reflections Of Someones Prescious Soul

...As sensitive and as fragile 
As a mottled Butterflies tissue paper wings 
As gentle and tender as a teasing caressing arresting summer breeze
As transparent and crystal clear as a calm ocean
As j...
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Categories: tendriled, best friend, blessing, imagery,
Form: Free verse



Smoke

...Residual finger pointer in an in-haunting, 
      instigator of an instigator taunting. 
   Infiltrator with sash of tendriled gas, or is it dust
  feeling in lusts, zealing a fingering, 
       ...
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Categories: tendriled, corruption,
Form: Rhyme

Poems About Shakespeare

...POEMS ABOUT SHAKESPEARE by Michael R. Burch

Fleet Tweet: Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

a tweet
by any other name
would be as fleet!



Fleet Tweet II: Further Apologies to...
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Categories: tendriled, philosophy, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Rhyme

Poems About Poets Ix

...POEMS ABOUT POETS IX

Fleet Tweet: Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

a tweet
by any other name
would be as fleet!
@mikerburch



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Categories: tendriled, poems, poetry, poets, write,
Form: Rhyme



Early Poems Xix

...EARLY POEMS XIX

Bound
by Michael R. Burch

Now it is winter—the coldest night.
And as the light of the streetlamp casts strange shadows to the ground,
I have lost what I once found
in your a...
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Categories: tendriled, 12th grade, fire, light,
Form: Rhyme

Juvenilia: Early Poems Xiii

...Juvenilia: Early Poems XIII

Davenport Tomorrow
by Michael R. Burch

Davenport tomorrow ...
all the trees stand stark-naked in the sun.

Now it is always summer
and the bees buzz in cesspool...
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Categories: tendriled, boy, child, childhood, high
Form: Rhyme

Sonnet Lxxxi-Lxxxix

...Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX

Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch

The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
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Categories: tendriled, dream, earth, flower, moon,
Form: Sonnet

A Small Journey

...Smokey hillside, offers flavors 
of privacy bared open.
Reading like futuristic three, 
maybe fourth dimensional sign 
that says "open".
The neighbors business blabbed
all around by "Miss socia...
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Categories: tendriled, beautiful, creation,
Form: Narrative

The Thought of You

...The Thought  of You

Alone in her room she poses to stare
In her spherical mirror devoid of all clothes
Her lithe body strides over to pick up her dress
And drapes it against her admiring his gi...
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Categories: tendriled, love,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberUntitled

...Curtain of mist
Shrouding the horizon,
You this day contain
Dreams and views unknown,
As of yet hidden in time.

Shiningly one entwines,
Waking from a thought,
Tendriled ideas of touching gam...
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Categories: tendriled, life,
Form: Free verse

Fear

...I listen to the movements from various nooks of the house,
There is a message somehow, that keeps me agog
I whisper a word, “I am . . .”
And suddenly I develop my fear
It makes me speechless.
I tremb...
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Categories: tendriled, imagination, me, may, me,
Form: Concrete

Premium MemberYoga Rhythms

...Sometimes the chaos of the world invades
and shells of home and skin are not enough.
And we must find a safety deep inside
within the rhythm of the breath.

Move with intention 
like a tree sup...
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Categories: tendriled, faith, health, introspection
Form: Verse

Gift

...He asked for the most beautiful song
but it was dark, and I couldn’t find
my voice. Isn’t that where songs live?
he asked. In place of song, a braided 
line of praise will do. But the light
from...
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Categories: tendriled, art, introspection, on writing
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things