Unsprung Poems - Poems about Unsprung

...Reluctantly I sat abusing Some old and sad familiar musing That for some reason kept refusing To lie quietly A thought that in a moment read Was understood and put to bed Now prancing once mo......

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... On a misty mountaintop, where eagles guard the skies, a priestess awaits, like a pacing dragon, her lover's gaze to stair upon like a tiger from a pit, her wait become but shadows ......

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...Seagulls cast aquarium swirls Translucent panacea coats the day Cloudy church ammonites lear A child within a Man has choices to make he is hastened by the wind Cold Waterfalls with Autumn Wh......

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...What are your most winterish critical trauma events in these most recent three millennia? Why just my traumas? Why not their corresponsive therapies for restoring EarthJustice? Please g......

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...those of us who caught or chased our love in every field knew her best by memories that we caught. anvils that we stood upon gave grain to find our shield leave our stain upon the earth with eve......

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...The winter time has had its day, Was what we all believed, As signs of spring were everywhere. But seems we've been deceived. Evil April brings Arctic blast Now more snow has arrived. It seem......

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...MODERN SONNETS II I prefer the original definition of the sonnet as a “little song” of indeterminate form and length. These modern sonnets vary from more-or-less traditional to free verse. ......

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...State of the Art (II) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. What the Poet Sees by Michael R. Burch What the poet sees, he sees as a swimmer ~~~......

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...Sonnets X-XVI Archaischer Torso Apollos (“Archaic Torso of Apollo”) by Rainer Maria Rilke loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch We cannot know the beheaded god nor his eyes'......

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...The Making of a Poet by Michael R. Burch While I don’t consider “Poetry” to be my best poem—I wrote the first version in my teens—it’s a poem that holds special meaning for me; I call it my ars p......

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...Vacuum by Michael R. Burch Over hushed quadrants forever landlocked in snow, time’s senseless winds blow... leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed, if still mostly concealed... such are......

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...In Praise of Meter by Michael R. Burch The earth is full of rhythms so precise the octave of the crystal can produce a trillion oscillations, yet not lose a second's beat. The ear nee......

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...Brainstorm cometh, damning frontal hemisphere jamming lookout, noggin perched, roiling thinking uber wayfaring zealot, drills legendary phalanx. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ......

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...I slipped on a teardrop and landed upright, With no tigers or werewolves to scare me, In the long silent night so salient and tight, Where there was no hunger and travesty. Desiderata mounte......

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...Like Broken strings from unsprung cords we fade away as rusted swords that know not the blood shed that lies in their use. Deviating from our dreams to blindly pursue purpose is our greatest ambitio......

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