William Burkholder
I am a poet and writer, and have been for more than 20 years.
I currently have two books in print;
"The Writer's Sight"
and "The Sower's tree"
I am involved with third reader.com, a literary website. I am also the founder of the poetry website Nirvanasgate poetry.
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I currently have two books in print;
"The Writer's Sight"
and "The Sower's tree"
I am involved with third reader.com, a literary website. I am also the founder of the poetry website Nirvanasgate poetry.
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Meditations from the Valley of the Manic MuseLanguage poetry -
WaterClinging, clanging, down the well. Splash, surprise, geyser rise,
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Half PercentMy 1/2 percent is my continuing struggle. to attain and ascend a deeper understanding of my self and of others.
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Nirvanasgate Poetry Interviews Rock and Roll Musician, Dee GirardDee Girard has just released his first CD titled: "Waiting on the Gods", After listening to the CD and the albums title track "Waiting on the Gods." We feel that this is a poignant work that needs to be recognized and explored further. -
Fallible ManHow many relationships have come and gone based on this mirage of faith in another?
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Incident at Seeghum's Baythe journey had been long and full of hardships. Nowbefore them, stood an old woman telling them not to venture any further.
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Under the Yelp of Mourning DogsMy vindications came in the night, under the yelp of mourning dogs,
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The Blood in All Men's Veinsslashed bare the backs of angry slaves, amongst the purple mounted bloody waves,
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DominoesLacrimae has come. I lay a wreath at the tomb of the fallen leaf -
Girl on the Merrimac River Bridgewith sad eyes, and burnt mascara running she slipped over the edge. -
The OrderlyGod! why didn't he just take the time to shave his head, It creeped him out just looking at the guy. -
Sunset PointLong ago those footprints were washed away and deposited back to the waves, tides, and currents. The memory of them, that day, will live with me forever.
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RemainsI counted my blessings for being lucky enough to be called his son.
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The Plight of the Blue MonkeyWe all thought that you had died in the war! "I did Thomas, I did."
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The WeaningA poem, speaking to the destruction of innocense through war and violence.
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Daughters of PersephonePoetry regarding Spring and the coming of warm weather and sunshine
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Each of UsIn spite of others values and opinions, each must forge their own paths in life.
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Vancouver Poet Marc CreamoreWilliam B. Burkholder interviews Marc Creamore for Nirvanasgate poetry and thirdreader.com. Creamore's prolific writings bring the reader to a higher understanding of our surroundings and movements in the modern world, he is a voice to be read and heard.
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I Walk with KingsIt doesn't matter the type of shoe, we are all fit to walk with Kings.
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American Son: A Memorial Day PoemThis is a poem about one lost here in Vietnam, but it speaks in large part to all of the heroes that are lost in all wars.