Tag: poems
group name: poetinaction
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October 09, 2008 05:19 PM EDT --
The Vampiress' Bride
©Robert C Burnham
Standing, cloaked in darkness
I wait to hear the bell
My bride lies sleeping
Inside a humid hell
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October 09, 2008 05:30 PM EDT --
CREATURE
©Robert C Burnham
My lonely corpse
Lies ‘neath the sand
Within this barren desert
I made my final stand
No one witnessed
My sweet . . . more
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October 09, 2008 05:39 PM EDT --
HAUNTED HOME
©Robert C Burnham
It stands neglected, empty without a single friend
Their bones all buried beneath, forgotten unlamented . . . more
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October 09, 2008 05:46 PM EDT --
Werewolf
©Robert C Burnham
A werewolf howling in the dark
Tearing at my soul
Asking me which dog I'll feed
And which will I let go
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November 27, 2007 11:41 PM EST --
Weltschmerz of the Wolf
Ululate, long and hollow,
Echoing in the wind
Like a pebble
In a chasm of darkness.
Memories of open runs
Across forests and . . . more
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June 10, 2008 02:50 PM EDT --
It was "high tide
at the hideout"
or some such pulp
to play....
a bunch of bad men
a bundle of currency
a busty bottle blonde with
a frivolous yet felonious
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June 10, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
The Cubs were on the radio, game tied in the fifth. Shiloh lay in late afternoon shade, steadily working a bone. There was a lake breeze, cool and constant. Maybe that's what excited a squadron of . . . more
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December 16, 2007 12:44 AM EST --
Emotions passed,
like a breathe,
from your lips,
to my heart.
Seeds of inspiration,
planted within my mind,
fertile and strong,
incubating an idea.
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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September 17, 2008 08:49 PM EDT --
Left alone,
locked in the past.
Forgotten friendships
buried,
Never meant to last.
Left alone
Time standing still
Unforeseen,
this bitter pill.
Left alone,
The sky is gray
It wasn't . . . more
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September 11, 2007 01:21 PM EDT --
I adopted your dog today
The one you left at the pound
The one you had for seven years
and no longer wanted around.
I adopted your dog today
Do you know he's lost weight?
Do you know he's scared . . . more
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July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . . more
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July 06, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
We strive for the secret,
Yet never quite reach it.
And the old are still the young
With grayer hair and paper skin,
While the child plays house
In Mama's clothes,
Innocent, yet knowing. . . . more
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June 28, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Ordinarily it wouldn't have happened,
But the booze went to my head.
I lost my inhibitions
And I wound up in your bed.
You looked into my eyes
And lit my body's fire
Pressed your lips . . . more
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July 13, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
I used to keep my heart
In a woven wicker basket
On a cluttered closet shelf.
It was safe there.
You came along one day
bringing candied sunshine on a stick,
I put it away in a black box . . . more
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May 06, 2008 01:54 PM EDT --
I remember the day when my world fell apart
and I was left in the dark with my cold empty heart.
I almost had you, or so I thought
So I got too close and my feelings were caught.
I became lost . . . more
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June 10, 2008 03:59 PM EDT --
a phone found me
a friend rang
run to the news she said
it's raining people
thank God no camera
was close up
yet my imagination
had Hubble-like zoom
with tower two my heart
fell . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
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September 11, 2008 01:03 AM EDT --
You are the ray of light in my dusty sky.
Some days your're the only reason I don't cry.
At other times you'd best believe,
You're the reason I remember to breathe.
Spending time . . . more
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December 04, 2007 01:04 AM EST --
Spanish soil, firmly packed
Above the container marked bio hazard
And placed just so.
It was an odd, little ceremony,
More internal that anything,
I had never lost . . . more
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