About me - Orville Burch
My name is Orville Burch and I am a strategic planning consultant and sales motivation trainer.
My backgound could not be more unusual. I grew up on a self-sufficient farm where we raised all of our food along with many head of cattle. I left the farm to attend
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RSS Feed- Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love unrequited
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A December May Romance Once a noble redwood-in love, it dared to fall; The other trees didn't understand the meaning of it all. Some laughed; some scolded, and some just shunned in rage; How could this foolish redwood fall in love with a tree half his age? Don't go chasing every piece of bark they warned and cried; But none ... More..
- Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Holding back
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We have ideas about ourselves that we use as limitations or resistance to change or to avoid exploring junctions and opportunities. These limitations are the "terrible-too's" What Are Your Terrible Too's Too fat, too thin, too young, too old; Too short, too tall, too shy, too bold; Too lazy, too ambitious, too strong, too we... More..
- Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spring
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The morning sun is greeted by a happy bird's song. My own voice joins them for the winter has been too long. We sing of memories: green grass, babbling brook; Beautiful flowers and of naps in the sun that we took. We sing of friends both old and new; We know with friends we can never have too few. Renewal is finally in the a... More..
- Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My angel
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You ask what she looks like, the woman that is my love, I say, mere words can scarcely describe my angel from above: She is an ocean storm: Eyes haunting rolling wave gray; Hair black as night and blown in disarray; Love as deep as the ocean floor; Always spilling forth mysteries on her shore. She is the first snow of winter... More..
- Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems
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A Gothic Horror Romance Cyber Style Me: Endless days stretch for an eternity, alone and bored; An on-line chat room, a diversion to pass the night; But there she was, no diversion, and out my heart poured; The woman of my dreams, full of love and light. She: Hopeless romantictired of games and bar scenes. Lonely-seeks man wi... More..
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