Ungentle Poems - Poems about Ungentle

...On Saturday the fifth, I will meet my bride. By side of alter, and then decide. If I should flee, or marry thee. You may think me cruel, or ungentle of man. But she’s the type, to toll a man. B......

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...AT LAST On my veranda I watch beads of sweat slide down the glass of ale I use to get over something I’m not sure of, perhaps just an absence of idea or thought, a quiet discontent that sp......

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...In the light she died, although it was I that faded to blindness. The Beloved ransacked me, She was ungentle. Years past, empty nights, grey hours in the harsh light of anger. I held my grudge ......

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...Juvenilia: Early Poems V Poetry by Michael R. Burch Poetry, I found you where at last they chained and bound you; with devices all around you to torture and confound you, I found you—shive......

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...Poems about Poems III Radiance by Michael R. Burch for Dylan Thomas The poet delves earth’s detritus?hard toil? for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet; each syllable his ......

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...I truly believe that I was only created, just to feel nothing but heartache darkness and gut wrenching unbearable pain and sadness only to be ing destroyed!!!!!!!! I am an unbearable chaotic ing mes......

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...An Excelente Balade of Charitie (“An Excellent Ballad of Charity”) by Thomas Chatterton, age 17 modernization/translation by Michael R. Burch As wroten bie the goode Prieste Thomas Rowley 1464 ......

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...Bubble by Michael R. Burch Love— fragile, elusive— ­ if held too closely cannot withstand the inter ruption of......

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...Two hearts unite in holy matrimony Pledge their troth in sanctimony Yet in a year or two, up springs acrimony The likely cause, ungentle parsimony All that money spent on pomp and ceremon......

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...These Hallowed Halls by Michael R. Burch I A final stereo fades into silence and now there is seldom a murmur to trouble the slumber of these ancient halls. I stand by a window where oth......

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...Come hither, come thither, come nigh Don't dither, don't blither, don't sigh Ask me how, ask me where, ask me why Come hither, come thither, come nigh Dance airily, dance merrily, dan......

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...Your Place in My Thoughts I so forcibly suppress my thoughts of you. Your entity lingers like the putrid scent of sulfur in my soul. The havoc created leaving me shattered and blue. I had give......

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...TO PENETRATE MY FATE The light cannot possibly penetrate….. Not through a curtain of horrid hate While warring warriors die in vain And God knows I can’t stand their pain The light cannot fit thro......

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...He that stalks like the prey Holy steps he takes towards me Sniffing at the sour air, claiming my scent he travels on He that struggles with me in a clothes fight Tearing, ripping undergarments......

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...The ungentle wind breezes in through the window, cooling an afternoon lust that was widely soaked in a summer haze, blending with the sweet aroma of a great Africa, whose erotic craving was p......

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