Unsold Poems - Poems about Unsold

... I've been listening to your eyes for what feels like eons, noticing how the rain cries unto your purposeful lips, excited also, by the sounds of your beautiful breaths in the smooth sunlight,......

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... In the velvet hush of evening’s fall, Where shadows weave a gentle thrall, The whispers rise, a sacred call, From hearts that wear the night like shawl. Beneath the moon’s soft silver veil, ......

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...They interviewed the artist inside of her large blueprint mansion. At one point she criticized America for being overtly materialistic. Her painting studio alone, was large enough to house hal......

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...Through thinned forests where the dew of time is carried, the ancient chant of desire roams, And shadows of men, like spirits in festivity, stretch their endless palms of wanting. Sleepwalkers amon......

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...SHEEPSHAPE If not a ram then a sheep is a ewe White and woolly, docile it’s true One of many, as part of a herd Clustered together, as preferred Various strains are kept and bred Unless t......

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...(Author’s note: This poem is a humorous satire on how a modern media mentality would view the story of Christ’s Ascension.) The Ascension (with Rewrites) By Mark D. Stucky...

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...Boldly I exhume exclusion, a badge of sacrifice Milestones shunned, money’s usual manoeuvre Cultural flimsy stronghold, servant’s fiscal price Top tier requires slaves toil all day for approval ......

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...The best poetry stays silent and deep It cries for attention below still waters Each one melting into oceans weeping I still fish poorly in infinity’s pool With no reward that satisfies How th......

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...The fatal flaw The internal void The lack of worth affliction Finally realising it is a state of being It's true but also fiction I had inconsistent attachment That's the formal phrase My bra......

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...*Neighboring Mauna Kea has been sleeping for centuries, but notice the red flows popping and flowing in the gray areas below Mauna Loa's actual summit. Those are rift zones that pave through gray are......

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...Mating Calls, or, Purdy Please! Limericks by Michael R. Burch 1. Nine-thirty? Feeling flirty (and, indeed, a trifle dirty), I decided to ring prudish Eleanor Purdy ... When I rang her to bang ......

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...Epigrams VIII Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise by Michael R. Burch I wanted to be good as gold, but being good, as I’ve been told, requires something, discipline, I simply have no i......

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...Like you I get old, Like you equal water hold, I’m like you at core, All vegetables here sold, It’s just that I get tired more And so, need to sleep, We both date with death must keep, You ......

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...The shape of my spirit, the weight of my soul To measure the longing of wishes unsold Tomorrow the color of yesterday’s stain The taste of each memory —this moment retains (Universit......

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...L- Lavish gifts, I recall from Jesus’ birth: I – Inre - the frankincense, the myrrh, the gold. F- Focusing on cost should not count for worth E – Even if certain “wants” remain unsold. S – So......

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