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The quirt’s sting of word and innuendo,
In soft crescendos a resounding “No.”by W B Burkholder 18 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 27 6:53 PM. In Contest, Thoughts, Society, Other, Personal, Life, Love, Hope, Contemporary -
Man and nature
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Young alder grazing the slopes
Of river bottomed valleys.by W B Burkholder 55 lines, 6 comments, on Oct 21 4:11 PM. In Life, Spiritual, Nature, Other, Contemporary, Thoughts -
Gibbon minded giddy girl,
Tied a ribbon upon a curl,by W B Burkholder 56 lines, on Oct 21 4:09 PM. In Thoughts, Other, Contemporary, Love, Life, Fantasy -
There are those who placate the particulate rumblings
Of mind numbing, nibbling neurotics.by W B Burkholder 23 lines, on Oct 21 4:06 PM -
There are those who placate the particulate rumblings
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I am the past and I am the present. I am the digger of graves and the conveyance to them.
I am the string; connected to the puppets that wield my blows.by W B Burkholder 54 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 21 12:19 AM. In Contemporary, Other, Society, Thoughts, Dark, My own style, Freewrite, War, Humanity -
Lunar tears
fall from a weeping -
by W B Burkholder 19 lines, 7 comments, on Oct 20 8:01 PM. In Contemporary, Erotica, Life, Love, Adult
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Lacramae,
like the rhythm of the falling rain,by W B Burkholder 15 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 16 12:00 AM. In Contest -
The muted yellows and golden browns of the fields, were speaking to him.
They reached out and took hold of his very heart. He had always been partial to simple beauties, simple joys. He had made it a point to recognize the “pby W B Burkholder 5 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 12 3:24 PM. In Spiritual, Thoughts, Life, Contemporary, Other, Personal., Happiness, Hope, Nature -
I am the scars on pavement laid streets,
I am the rusted barbwire upon forgotten fences,by W B Burkholder 53 lines, on Jul 11 12:20 AM. In Contemporary, Life, Thoughts, Other, Longing, Freewrite, Abstract, Self, My own style -
The innocent run from armored hands and the peering eye’s of chaos.
by W B Burkholder 11 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 11 12:17 AM. In Society, Thoughts, Contemporary, Other, War, Humanity, Hate, Anger, My own style -
Simple gifts given in a smile, given in a tender, friendly touch, as if to say all’s well, and things will be fine. These gifts of daily bread; in a hateful world it seems as though they are mere morsels however, quantity andby W B Burkholder 3 lines, 2 comments, on May 21 8:32 AM. In Thoughts, Spiritual, Society, Other, Life, Love, Contemporary
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Clandestine winds raging upon the cheeks of a gray sky. The tears of each rain drop; falling. From northern eyes they fall, and come in quick successive fits of gusts and lacramae. The Sun has gone into hiding and peeks only
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The experience of loss the regret of lost moments, closed doors, and dried up wells.
Loss is just as common as each breath we take, as common as the season’s change, the loss of leaf replaced with winter wigs in sleeping tree -
On the Wings of Injured Doves
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This moment in the Sun has ended; it has fallen behind cold mountains silhouetting native cairns and ancient vessels. Each ray has blessed my body, my being, and I have been warmed by each of them. With each Equinox comes a S
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A Touch, Never Known
(Longing’s Definition)by W B Burkholder 11 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 18 9:59 PM. In Thoughts, Life, Love, Contemporary, Personal, Other, Spiritual, Longing, My life -
There is a story in those eyes, seen but untold; there is a passion,
Exercised with each breath drawn. I pray that I am not the only one who gazes upon them, the only one who knows and sees this. That is the part of me in dirby W B Burkholder 4 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 14 10:39 AM. In Love, Life, Hope, Contemporary, Personal, Other, Thoughts, Spiritual -
The summations of this heart; this crucible of love and loss, hammered and drawn to its current shape and form; I am malleable; the receiveby W B Burkholder 8 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 13 3:03 PM. In Contemporary, Life, Thoughts, Spiritual, Personal, Other, Love
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It seems as though I am at a heightened awareness, I assume that this is result of returning to the place of my childhood, and shaking hands once again with my memories.
I will turn fifty this year, and as I look back some foby W B Burkholder 14 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 17 10:56 PM. In Thoughts, Life, Personal, Contemporary, Other, Spiritual, Love, Hope, Sad -
There’s a moment when our eyes fall open wide
There’s a moment where truth and reality collideby W B Burkholder 16 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 16 7:11 PM. In Contemporary, Society, Thoughts, Life, Hope, Personal, Other -
I traveled back to yesterday,
To commune with shadows and memories,by W B Burkholder 24 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 15 10:32 PM. In Other, Life, Hope, Thoughts, Spiritual, Contemporary, Personal, Love -
Sustenance given
Areola brownby W B Burkholder 17 lines, 5 comments, on Mar 12 4:06 PM. In Other, Thoughts, Nature, Hope, Life, Love, Contemporary -
Tin cup rattle on concrete floor
Hinges squeaking, tired door.by W B Burkholder 20 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 12 3:32 PM. In Life, Society, Other, Thoughts, Contemporary -
Carborundum hands grinding away at fog covered windows.
Imperfections of silica grinding upon vision’s cane.by W B Burkholder 22 lines, on Mar 4 9:19 PM. In Society, Spiritual, Other, Thoughts, Life, Hope, Contemporary -
Broken fluttering of falling farfalla,
Quick lime mortality -
There are those who at one time or another have placed me on the shelf of lost causes.
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Mechanized in rendered movements,
Slant eyed lead winking in rueful written tones; -
Broken sky through empty branches,
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I have been accused of banging a drum to my own rhythms.by W B Burkholder 27 lines, 3 comments, on Jan 29 9:01 PM. In Contest
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Blue cat clawing against a yellow tree.
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