Xv Poems - Poems about Xv

Sappho Translations XV by Michael R. Burch Gaia, rainbow-crowned, garbs herself in myriad hues. (168c) We ran like fawns from the symposium: me, Cleis and reckless Gongyla. (168d) Destiny is from the Muses, / and thus I was destined to leave him / to become / Sappho, Mistress of Song. (168e,f) Unknowing of evil, I was pure innocence. (171) Eros,...

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"Enti agmal bent fel donia," he whispered so lovingly. "Shokran awi ya ostaz el wasim," she replied tenderly. "3afwan ya amar, meaning more beautiful than the moon."...

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The talented Sandro truth to tell painted a naked lady on a shell T'was the 'Birth of Venus' fro. Ovid's story filled full of allure & allegory ...

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mosquito candles light the table on my porch they sit alight in their little chrome saucers each one trembles at an exhale of smoke, dancing gracefully out of the way this all seems incredibly natural to me. I dance the same way when a mother with four kids barrels down aisle three racing to get to the cereal...

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Damian DJ Dolly and Molly Were awake aware actually Absolutely wide eyed and Energetic. They woke Everyone 7 o'clock in the Morning. Damian hollered Orders "alright Hakim. When You have Everything packed up Start loading it into the Limos. He Hustled everyone to the Waiting limos. "Come on HAKIM move it!" DJ and Amadeus Helped the younger kids. While...

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Early Poems XV Ambition by Michael R. Burch Men speak of their “ambition” and I smile to hear them say that within them burns such fire, such a longing to be great ... But I laugh at their “Ambition” as their wistfulness amasses; I seek Her tongue’s indulgence and Her parted legs’ crevasses. I was very ambitious about my poetry, even as a teenager. I...

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Chance looked at me and said ‘Ok fine then. It will be the way it has always been. This mafia always protects its own.’ He had such a menacing undertone; I knew I needed to stay in control or I’d wind up paying a heavy toll; No matter whatever happens to me, this rule will be set indefinitely; ‘Wait.’ I...

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Embraces of belonging, Hands folding together, Like a prophesy coming to pass, Like a moon completing its dance with darkness Kissing heartache away, Kissing fear away, Trusting in the creations Of every completed web Dews every morning To show that it is new, Laughing away the day, Loving away the night When somewhere surpasses home, When somewhere becomes you, Every moment the minute to begin it Returning like the...

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pride is a rustic regalia: throbbing thread, cloak, punctured trigger foiled detergent can't lick the tongues of sassy stains etched'n reeling robe humility is a sworn spell nocturnal nature seldom spells on the haggard hay of merit dark dribbles, wits by kindle lit felon fame's saucy silhouette: hankering honour on tour shed lanky litters of reflections pored paranormal - fate's fusion porous pain's the bruised breath of...

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pride is a rustic regalia: throbbing thread, cloak, punctured trigger foiled detergent can't lick the tongues of sassy stains etched'n reeling robe humility is a sworn spell nocturnal nature seldom spells on the haggard hay of merit dark dribbles, wits by kindle lit felon fame's saucy silhouette: hankering honour on tour shed lanky litters of reflections pored paranormal - fate's fusion porous pain's the bruised breath of...

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pride is a rustic regalia: throbbing thread, cloak, punctured trigger foiled detergent can't lick the tongues of sassy stains etched'n reeling robe humility is a sworn spell nocturnal nature seldom spells on the haggard hay of merit dark dribbles, wits by kindle lit felon fame's saucy silhouette: hankering honour on tour shed lanky litters of reflections pored paranormal - fate's fusion porous pain's the bruised breath of...

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M, Fresh orange marmalade lifts the dark naked in a mid-dream sky red streaks rush across horizons special moments won't slip on by the silk thru your hair seduces in love notes filling up your ear romancing a river of blessings trouble kisses off back the rear pearls adorn the neck of passion a taste so soft and sweet savoured and salted with desire in dimensions entangled...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XV IF you pull a long long aching face Thinking this's it the end of my heyday STOP think again stretch not an oval face To look rhomboid rubarb in triangular tray If you pulled a long winding road face And looped it round a rail-road cross-way And pulled it through its empty space You'd...

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I wrote a sonnet today About how sad I am Of how much I feel away My head is full of problems That I cannot begin to solve Hey! Neighbour I don’t want you involved When life cuts like a razor Please make a way for me I’m aware of selfishness Yet distance yourself I kill slowly See, I’m more of a mess I have a...

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