Thrummed Poems - Poems about Thrummed

...I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors, Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour. Functionality and beauty were very vital, s......Read the rest...

...I sit by the window motionless Looking at the sky getting darker Inside me a sea swells, tides of memories Beat my heart, the only keepsake I have. Like a thick shelled oyster, tightly sp......Read the rest...

...Out on the the highway I was, in those apricot days of August. I was returning from a vacation, and the birdsong was raucous. My car had made the long journey, without any issues at all, Like su......Read the rest...

...Southern Icarus by Michael R. Burch Windborne, lover of heights, unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace, you climb, skittish kite... What do you know of the world’s despair, gli......Read the rest...

...so ... demanding she told me to stop to stop 'thinking like a poet' ... but what the hell did that mean?!? she added unto, thusly - 'stop creating Tolkein worlds' (verbatim) that hit home ... ......Read the rest...

...Poems about Flight, Flying, and Birds (I) Flight by Michael R. Burch It is the nature of loveliness to vanish as hummingbird wings, batting against nothingness seek transcendence... ......Read the rest...

...Poems about Butterflies and Bees Flight by Michael R. Burch It is the nature of loveliness to vanish as butterfly wings, batting against nothingness seek transcendence... Album b......Read the rest...

...Sonnets LII-LX The Endeavors of Lips by Michael R. Burch How sweet the endeavors of lips: to speak of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak in love’s strangely lit beds, where th......Read the rest...

...On frozen lands Did our home lie Its chimney full of smoke And heat inside Kept us alive While our father spoke Come here children Gather around And hear what I must say It’s cold outside ......Read the rest...

...Flight 93 by Michael R. Burch I held the switch in trembling fingers, asked why existence felt so small, so purposeless, like a minnow wriggling feebly in my grasp ... vibrations of huge eng......Read the rest...

...Would you still love me ... perchance I was half a man? My carnal, physical core torn from me like ragged raiment, Off to war in courage and heroic sacrifice ... Returned by God......Read the rest...

...I consider it ... with indifference, at first ... the black charcoal powder coating the sole of my boot ... I slap at it casually and watch it drift off, spinning ... Then it hits me .......Read the rest...

...I plunged headfirst, my silly stilted pride The instant I beheld your Cheshire smile And dancing in a frame of summer blond The gold-specked......Read the rest...

...I never knew you ... yet you were mine - mine as completely as any other that ever drew breath or dreamed a dream on this unforgiving orb. "the choice" ... THAT choice, was neve......Read the rest...

...“Clap your terrible wings, vivacious serpent of old! Imagine my plight as dangerous as your spite, Stomp your clawed feet on these prison floors, Peace shall always follow the sink of your fangs…”......Read the rest...