Write Poems | Examples of Write Poetry

SPECIAL AGENT ALAN KING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF WITH ALAN I MEAN AFTER ALL HE WAS ACTUALLY WORKING FOR WANNABE MOBSTERS CIRO GARGANO WHO TRULY BELIEVED...Read the rest...

In the heart of the flames, passion ignites Burning brightly with creative might Dancing shadows, swirling high.t Embers of inspiration painting the sky From the ashes of doubt, new art takes flight In the glow of the fire, the soul...Read the rest...

A friend for years a constant Amidst those who come and go ~ ...Read the rest...

These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite...Read the rest...

These are villanelles by Michael R. Burch and and villanelle-like poems... Villanelle: Trump’s Retribution Resolution by Michael R. Burch My New Year’s resolution? I require your money and votes, for *you* are *my* retribution. May I offer you dark-skinned scapegoats and bigger...Read the rest...

Everything I buy to touch or taste is made in China, made in China leave alone my china set, even my toothpaste is made in China, made in China. From my pencils to my stencils to the golden locks on...Read the rest...

Like a bagel with no hole Like a flag without a pole Like a singer with no soul Like a furnace with no coal Like a gangster with no moll Like a quest without a goal Like a bell that cannot...Read the rest...

What is this atrocity, What is this uniquely unparalleled monstrosity, What is this element with undefined velocity, What is this singular, peerless challenger of viscosity! What is this implement: almost an oddity, What is this matter, a goofy comedy? What is...Read the rest...

By Poet  "I do not know where the time goes. It just goes running away." Yesterday when Everyone was kind Smiles were on all The faces both young and old Everyone had a hop in their step Reading books from writers...Read the rest...

. (((((what))))) well ...Read the rest...

Through somber days with sleepless night, Through howling winds with blistering bite I saw the weary man wandering by, ...Read the rest...

Lines across a page, defining our reality, words that don’t start wars, sharing our humanity, against this troubled world, of hatred and insanity. We can hold a pen, or maybe we can type, words that don’t start wars, sharing our hope and light, and ease...Read the rest...

“Write I will – until my heart stops – when the pen from my hand finally drops.” by author I write about love and the beautiful dance between those who fall into sweet romance. I write on my...Read the rest...

When the words don’t lure me with their muse, Desire to pour out hopes, dreams, light that bleeds, Wetting the beauty of my heart’s best seeds, Emptying the feelings, once caged by pain, shame, Thoughts meant to be penned,...Read the rest...

"I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane." - Edgar Allan Poe We all go a little mad sometimes ... In the middle of the night, Our minds raving words and rhymes Hands compelled to...Read the rest...