Worm Eaten Poems - Poems about Worm Eaten

...Wistful yearning for an air of trustfulness Zeus' libido was famed for its lustfulness. Who saved thugs till all wits were withdrawn? No farmer ever wiped dew off the lawn. Nor is......

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...Her Side By Sy Roth Are they going to die like that? Expire Retire As a broken, opalic string of DNA Ribonucleic disaster Worm-eaten womb Ascerbic molecules. Who enabled this procreati......

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...Medieval Poems Wulf and Eadwacer (Old English circa 990 AD) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch My people pursue him like crippled prey. They'll rip him apart if he appr......

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...Completing the Pattern by Michael R. Burch Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead who kept life’s compact and who thus endure harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds and manicured gre......

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...Salve by Michael R. Burch for the victims and survivors of 9-11 The world is unsalvageable ... but as we lie here in bed stricken to the heart by love despite war’s flickering images, ......

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...Poems about Poems VI The Board by Michael R. Burch Accessible rhyme is never good. The penalty is understood? soft titters from dark board rooms where the businessmen paste on their hair a......

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...Sonnets XC-XCVII Artificial Smile by Michael R. Burch I’m waiting for my artificial teeth to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub between cle......

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...Instruction by Michael R. Burch Toss this poem aside to the filigreed and the wild tide of sunset. Strike my name, and still it is all the same. The onset of night is in the despairing ......

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...In humans narcissity, indifferent continually partly? Caring effacing cursing raving In-continuity..' Maybe? Am I trite? Light entertainment;T V trials expose's Speak of sensuality, tease by pr......

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...I’m surmounted by age-old anxiety, and bright dreams of laying under a stone to mark my place among people on every side of me, worm-eaten and absolutely alone. I move through the days ......

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...I once was a beautiful lass who captured every young man’s fancy A nymph of the high Southern class who practiced a belle’s necromancy. They worshipped my haughty fine grace they catered to......

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...My mind is like a haunted house, and you are the restless spirit; the poltergeist inside of it. But in fact, it’s not really you: it's just the remain of a once-called-precious vestige      of m......

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...Today I wandered through a grove. An ancient and dilapidated place, decaying as groves are wont. A wind-snapped branch here, a worm-eaten stump there. Until the whispering wind softly muttered ......

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...I'm tired of fishing for truth, and catching only, Worm eaten boots And plastic flim-flam, of egotistical minds, This river is polluted! With a million fallen dreams, And spineless fish,......

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...Belated confession won't heal your wounds I know My chunk of heartbeats won't smooth the string ......

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