Xvii Poems - Poems about Xvii

...'La maja desnuda'* by Francisco Jose de Goya his Venus upon a divan did laze with a straightforward& unashamed gaze ......Read the rest...

...Tetelestai—“It is finished”—may be the most significant word ever uttered across the stratosphere. The single most important statement in all of human history. Spoken by the innocent and dying only b......Read the rest...

...XVI: Who was wrong... Who was wrong I cannot say But often keep pondering day after day Thoughts to which attention I shouldn't pay But the heart simply won't be at bay Wonder who was right,......Read the rest...

...Christ’s hands gripping me, cleaving me from lifeless stone into sapphire gleam......Read the rest...

...cracking like a bat the summer storm moves in quick like ants to aisle nine where chocolate chips litter the floor & the culprit runs away, scared of the thunder......Read the rest...

...P Neruda 100 love sonnets xvii         C          ***             abab cdcd efef gg                                XVIII......Read the rest...

... I Remember when days were long and all de children do is play, or how de burnin sun hot like fire and snow cone all melt away when I was jus a lad in Trinida......Read the rest...

...Early Poems XVII Morning by Michael R. Burch It was morning and the bright dew drenched the grasses like tears the trembling lashes of my lover; another day had come. And everywhere the ......Read the rest...

...I took a look and then sank in my teeth to taste the blood that was lying beneath; Consumed by the fever of a vampire instinct is impossible to rewire; Instantly I felt the hunger quiet, ......Read the rest...

...Writing a book doesn’t take much At least that is what everyone thinks Maybe hours, days, weeks, months, or years Sitting alone in front of a keyboard Ignoring the world around you Listening to ......Read the rest...

...pine-coned bough bobs and bounces off tile roof makes childhood memories-- summer days with Sister bouncing on yard trampoline......Read the rest...

...We were children I saw you playing And I fell in love A lifetime later We have our own kids And they have all of our love © Poem - XII/XVII/MMXXI......Read the rest...

...Heat building in the cheeks, As disclosures are expressed, Written on pieces of paper— Realizing—they felt it too— Quaking within at the thought of Love becoming more than a word Escaping the......Read the rest...

...Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX Day, and Night by Michael R. Burch The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters; her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms. And we who rise each day to grind a living, ......Read the rest...

...Sonnets XVII-XXIV Discrimination by Michael R. Burch The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found it in sheet music, in long rows......Read the rest...