Unplucked Poems - Poems about Unplucked

...That one lost their tongue somewhere along the way long ago, the sound, doesn’t come out the same anymore, so they roll it up like a carpet containing a nakedly dead body of blunt words li......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU IV These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. The moon hovering above the snow-capped mountains rained down hailstones —Sekitei Hara, loose transl......

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...Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer Eden by Michael R. Burch Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden. Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs. What, then, would the children e......

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...the Horror by Michael R. Burch the Horror lurks inside our closets the Horror hides beneath our beds the Horror hisses ancient curses the Horror whispers in our heads the Horror tells us De......

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...Ryokan translations of Zen Death Haiku and other Poems First one hidden face is revealed, then the other; thus spinning it falls, the autumn leaf. —Ryokan (1758-1831), loose translation by Mich......

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...Playmates by Michael R. Burch WHEN you were my playmate and I was yours, we spent endless hours with simple toys, and the sorrows and cares of our indentured days were uncomprehended . . . fa......

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...Through virgin forests And unplucked gems Twisted vines Thoughts do stem. Stroll through winding trails And I’m nearly planted By the weight of glory Pressing me into the earth. Almost s......

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...To discard past experiences that serve me not, and finding wistful grace that more love in my heart enchants those I do, then open fresh of pages within this autobiography, joy from rand......

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...Was never sure whether or not to laugh, smile or cry when auntie came to tea, a matriarch she, wearing white gloves plus purple cardigan - seven buttons tidy, top one below chin, and a black beret......

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...raven falcon dove inks on the wing plumed unplucked alight on the page 18.01.11 Composed for James Edward Lee Sr's Ha......

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...A dreamy girl hides her wishful eyes under her fingers and white daisies; who wonders what she's thinking? Is it a wish or the surge of a feeling? Those fragile dainty daisies of late spring m......

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...I see her again. This time painted, As a semi-trailer ad. Paying the rent. For us staying unknown. My head was down, Bobbing away from darkness. Tho, still sensing her beauty. Grimacing at it......

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...down the aisle with dad and promised margaritas last petal unplucked Not for the contest , but thanks for the inspiration. Inspred by the love me/love me not flower,and you......

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...She was an angel Falling from the sky She heal my heart when I was about to die And in return I paid her back with evil coins Her heart was broken And it could not be mended Night mares and grotesque......

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