Easter Voice Poems

why i took a chance and
decided to try the new poetry 
dot com sight started off great
two months ago until i noticed 

a strange mans...

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These are my early poems, or juvenilia...

alien
by michael r. burch

there are mornings in england
when, riddled with light,
the Blueberries gleam at us—
plump, sweet and fragrant.

but i...

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John F Kennedy said this about the people of East Berlin, "the people of East Berlin are voting with their feet."  Hence the land...

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Quiet please dulcet winter’s wind clatter
Let sun shine, snows melt to lace, crocus be.
No howls, blinding blizzards, hail shatter,
Let land seep water and lake birds...

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I'm sitting here in my flannel pajamas, anticipating Sunday's snow.
A hardship? Not really, but an inconvenience when the girls want to wear
their fancy dresses with...

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Everybody wants aged money,
I want honey-

I wanted something for the done thing,

nothing existing in between because I am the obscene!

I can breathe!
thank you,

I have done...

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I lose my voice
more and more
replaced by what
you think I mean
it doesn't matter to me
I lose it every day
all my faults and beliefs 
Just keep...

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