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Best Poems Written by Paul Burkhart

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Variety Is the Spice of Life

We made a simple particle,
it soon began to fade,
We gave it spin and mass and charge,
much longer now it stayed.

We gave it flavors strange and charm,
and soon we had quark.
Neutrino here, a photon there,
enough to fill the dark.

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All Or Nothing

I’m awesome and magnificent,
bragged Universe one day,
my galaxies have black holes and
beware my gamma ray.

No force can match my power, so
with me you must agree.
"Oh hush" said Spirit quietly. 
"You’re nothing without me."

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Nature Abhors a Vacuum

The black hole took a bite of stars, 
he dreamed a candy store.
He ate a hundred billion stars,
and still he wanted more.

When he had finished everything,
the universe was bare.
He put some stars back out in space,
to have an ‘over there’.

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Anything Is Possible

Build twinkling bells of oysters shells
across infinity,
At gentlest touch all comes to pass,
as if divinity.

When space is just a bird in hand,
And time does not exist,
I am a little troubled that
the bird will not persist.

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It's the End of the World

Spirit wanted to see forever, 
and so made infinite space.
Spirit wanted to be whatever, 
and so did he embrace.

His reach could not find corners of
the space he made so large.
So space was graced with a caution that,
“Beyond here lies the verge.”

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Time Is of the Essence

If time would let me change the past,
I’d live a perfect life.
No matter how I messed it up.
I’d tidy up the strife.

But sequence has a purpose,
so I’m told by father time.
To have something from here on out,
all change must form a line.

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Where Dreams Are Real

You know the place
not far from here
bout half a pace
past doubts and fears and ‘maybe not’
past ‘we all think you shouldn’t aught’

And those who smile and cross the line
to stake a claim in the sands of time
will pit a notion of the mind
against predestined force of time

And in good time they will find
that in that place where one’s dreams are as real as cats and cars
you’ll find the portal
to the stars

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The New Religion

Charts and scope compose a vision,
Trumpets and guild proclaim the plan,
Stone and skill bring forth a notion,
That towering ziggurats attest is grand.

And spires persist where else has crumbled,
The ones were forged from noble quest.
A hope for man of journeys greater,
Immortals freed from chains of sense.

When we embark upon the mission
To raise and island in the sea,
We know our leader’s brazen vision,
Will lead to shores where all are free.

The vision is what most allures,
And makes us rise to greater heights.
The grids and lines of tomorrows living,
As mapped with a transit clear and bright.

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Mother

If I was rash and joined a gang,
and did those thing for which I’ll hang,
If I became a brute of fame,
And cared not for the sick and lame,

You’ll always be my mother.

I might just up and go to Mars,
Or take a ship off to the stars,
Or became a monk and never call,
And think of nothing else at all,

You’ll always be my mother.

So mark my life to good or bad,
There’s one thing that I’ll ever have,

You’ll always be my mother.

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The Story Teller

Time’s arrow makes for loss of past,
And states ‘today may be your last’,
So yearning be for those before,
We keep them safe in yarn and lore.

The teller’s task to rob a tomb,
Unearth the dead, his flesh to groom,
Bring back to life, to walk and run,
And live again in stories spun.

They blazed the trails and laid the ground,
We reap the riches that they found,
And in their life and escapades, 
We skirt the blind of yesterday.