Rose Urban Poems

  Something eats away at him
     buries the past, blurs the future
  grabs the soul and won’t let go...

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These are poems for Ukraine and Ukrainians. 

We Are Here
by Michael R. Burch

“We are here.” – Volodymyr Zelensky

We are here. Were are here.
And we won’t...

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…incongruous car

 

alien

 

shiny-red, carwash-clean

 

not the usual

sharp edges

 

not stolen, like glances

not abandoned, like puppies

not torched, like memories

not peeling, like marriage

not rusting, like opportunity

not...

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Patti dropped her pants, turned away from the river, reached down and touched her toes, and squirted back a big spray of piss. The river...

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Every night, as ritual would have it,
though I sleep uncluttered,
I'm sure to leave my jeans next to my bed.
I want to meet them with my...

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Above, the shrill of neon lights portend
a promise of new love in garish hues,
but for a broken life yet on the mend
the darkness of the...

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City lights sparkling,
mirrored in the Bay,
multi-colored jewels— 
amber, rose, and green,
crystal, diamond-white—
gracing bridge and buildings—
mansions, pubs, and shops—
fanciful reflections of
countless points of intrigue.
Neurons, lives entwining—
schemes,...

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There was always plenty of drugs for people to cope
But a Missionary and a Priest were their best hope.

Each day came with fears to face,...

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Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to...

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I witnessed on the subway
What I’ve never seen before – 
A woman tumbled from her seat
Onto the dirty floor.

It seemed that she was sleeping
And, as...

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Imagine lakes of dreams 
Blood contained streams
Imagine oceans that behold undiscovered beings
Imagine human life depended off of cheers and games
Man design’s umbrellas
And eventually would play...

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They heard the rumble from below
Drinks were spilled; they stopped the show.
The scream was heard, the tension rose
The crowd was still, the music froze.

The lights...

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You Are My Beloved And the Love Of My Soul…

I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley below…
As the lily thrives...

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Apartment 12B;
Has been empty almost a year,
Last tenants two kids, their mom, and two cats,
They lived their almost a year and a half,
There is a...

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Hurting love

I love it when I hurt you 
When I make you cry 
When I make you be in gravy pain 
You hurt me before...

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