Unmolested Poems - Poems about Unmolested

... The town pond was drained, revealing minnows wriggling in the residual water they milled and turned in silvered arabesques choregraphed by a rippling wind. Large ocean-going gulls descende......

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...The snow lay thick; the snow lay flat Upon my roof, a pitter pat A reindeer or an alley cat? Sure ain’t Santa… can’t be that For midnight came and midnight went So, clearly Santa wasn’t sent… ......

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... Pirate Pete Pirate Pete sails his ship Across the seven seas, He`ll plunder loot and pillage And bring you to your knees. His fearsome ship the Mary Jane Named after both his wives, Their ......

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...The ‘Satan’s Daughter’ always knows the way she ought to go There’s no-one left alive aboard to haul her rigging so Her crew and Cap’n flounder on the seabed far below But the ‘Satan’s Daughter’ s......

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...The views and opinions herewith extemporized to spur discourse with me, or to be mindful when exercising the right to vote in the country of your existence, which expressed intimation predicated upon......

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... I love how wè live faraway From the noise and voices Echoing like dominoes falling fast and faster into the abyss Of destruction. I love how we live safely, We think, as long as the world ......

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...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 3: EVOLUTION Peers by Michael R. Burch These thoughts are alien, as through green slime smeared on some lab tech’s brilliant slide, I grope, positioning my bright osc......

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...In parts of Derbyshire and Yorkshire there are still pit-valleys, where industry and nature collide, marry, and have their natural born children. The earth once gouged, raped and laid desolate,......

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...The rabbit on my lawn was thrown sideways, by some razor-clawed hawk. The carcass is fresh and still mainly unmolested. I guess the hawk took flight when I opened the door. After the viole......

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...It is time to get fresh America, to be plucked wriggling out of that shining sea, a fresh baked humanity, moon-beam buckled. Pass no more pay-day-loans into the purses of the pawn-shopping poor, ......

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...no man is an island, part of the continent i believe thee to say well some have chosen a peninsula free of cross-town traffic friends are few and far between we treasure our own thinking less......

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...Buzzards are circling, hawks are screaming, in the backyard crows are tearing into a dead pigeon. Songbirds are not singing but watch silently from the hedgerow. This is a day for the predator's,......

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...If we are to discover what is in there and out there We must dare, dare to look under seeking skulls brace ourselves as a bridge between their empty eye-sockets. Spirit, that invisible viol......

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...Options Underwater: The Song of the First Amphibian by Michael R. Burch “Evolution’s a Fishy Business!” 1. Breathing underwater through antiquated gills, I’m running out of options. I need t......

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...My most popular poems on the Internet (III) A number of my poems and translations have gone viral, according to Google, and some have been copied onto hundreds to thousands of web pages. That’s a ......

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