Turnstiles Poems - Poems about Turnstiles

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

... “Upon Waking” Slumber has its upsides while the outside runs around like a split fowlyard, cacophonous pecking at each other and at the ground… Elsewhere, like d......Read the rest...

...Tollgates on redemption road calling out my name Turnstiles of a fated past ... exiting the blame Looking back all fares are paid new pathways to begin Eyes now closing, heart at rest — ......Read the rest...

...It already seems so long ago transactions went 'clink, clink, clink' Now that we all buy online our 'turnstiles' go 'click, click, click' The first way requires ......Read the rest...

...I wake up, to celebrate the morning It's gonna be, a beautiful day Birds are singing, without warning I'll take my pills, last night or yesterday You know I've got, no patience for ......Read the rest...

... High-ho! High-ho! High-ho! it’s off to the pub and gig we go Willy Wonka ticket stubs in our hand on our way to see the band Climb the fence, jump the turnstiles into the crowd do......Read the rest...

...Night light star spirals Galaxy streetlight full moons Dark matter fuse box Planetary plentitudes local groups enter turnstiles......Read the rest...

...Juvenilia: Early Poems IV I wrote this around age 17. Bible Libel by Michael R. Burch If God is good half the Bible is libel. I read the Bible from cover to cover at age eleven, ten......Read the rest...

...THE HAPPY CIRCUS I am just a one man circus doing all the twists and turns To entraining crowds, on the turnstiles the money burns No cruelty to animals here as these animals run the show Wit......Read the rest...

...Rejection Slips 3 Rejection Slip by Michael R. Burch Whenever my writing gets rejected, I always wonder how the rejecter got elected. Are we exchanging at the same Bourse? (Excepting presen......Read the rest...

...El Dorado by Michael R. Burch It's a fine town, a fine town, though its alleys recede into shadow; it's a very fine town for those who are searching for an El Dorado. Because the lighting i......Read the rest...

...Conundrum This confounding conundrum, This continuing act of untying the pesky knots of existence, This conniving, beating whirlwind of ever-swirling stresses, Again served up on a plate mixed......Read the rest...

...Exit gate C opened up, And the followers flood Turnstiles overcrowding, And fallen ticket stubs A namesake for the estate Just off of 23, On the way to my place In the southern United States ......Read the rest...

... “But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I lo......Read the rest...

...7/19/2019 This darkness is all I know, a widow's wardrobe of funeral clothes. It hangs curtained under my eyes, the seed inside me grows allowing the little girl I was to die. Insomniac slee......Read the rest...