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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Divide by Michael R. Burch The sea was not salt the first tide ... was man born to sorrow that first day with the moon—a pale beacon across the Divide, the brighter for longing, an object denied— the tug at his heart's pink, bourgeoning clay? The sea was not salt the first tide ... but grew bitter, bitter—man's torrents supplied. The bride of their longing—forever astray, her shield a cold beacon across the Divide, flashing pale signals: "Decide. Decide. Choose me, or His Brightness, I will not stay." The sea was not salt the first tide ... imploring her, ebbing: "Abide, abide." The silver fish flash there, the manatees gray. The moon, a pale beacon across the Divide, has taught us to seek Love's concealed side: the dark face of longing, the poets say. The sea was not salt the first tide ... the moon a pale beacon across the Divide. NOTE: "The Divide" is essentially a formal villanelle despite the non-formal line breaks. Villanelle of an Opportunist by Michael R. Burch I’m not looking for someone to save. A gal has to do what a gal has to do: I’m looking for a man with one foot in the grave. How many highways to hell must I pave with intentions imagined, not true? I’m not looking for someone to save. Fools praise compassion while weaklings rave, but a gal has to do what a gal has to do. I’m looking for a man with one foot in the grave. Some praise the Lord but the Devil’s my fave because he has led me to you! I’m not looking for someone to save. In the land of the free and the home of the brave, a gal has to do what a gal has to do. I’m looking for a man with one foot in the grave. Every day without meds becomes a close shave and the razor keeps tempting me too. I’m not looking for someone to save: I’m looking for a man with one foot in the grave. Double Trouble by Michael R. Burch The villanelle is trouble: it’s like you’re on the bubble of beginning to see double. It’s like you’re on the Hubble when the lens begins to wobble: the villanelle is trouble. It’s like you’re Barney Rubble scratching itchy beer-stained stubble because you’re seeing double. Then your lines begin to gobble up the good rhymes, and you hobble. The villanelle is trouble, just like getting sloshed in the pub’ll begin to make you babble because you’re seeing double. Because the form is flubbable and is really not that loveable, the villanelle is trouble: it’s like you’re seeing double. Keywords/Tags: villanelle, sea, salt, tide, moon, divide, love
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