Best Chaff Poems

a saraband

Your tirade comes, it doth commence,
a hundred miles away I sense
your raging, whiny voice so tense.
In restful tones, my evening sigh
doth thank these stars, you’re in L.A.
I shirk my duties ever nigh
and thoughts engage where'er they may.

As I recline, dark quickly falls
and in my...

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Watered and nurtured in 
a congregation of a large brotherhood
the master is loving and caring
never allowing harm befall us all
or competition from green exploiters trouble us.
Weeds are cleared and burnt
Pests- fought back and eradicated,
all these enjoyment and their corresponding blessings
so unthinkable and unexplainable but real.

Then...

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Where one grain of sand can become a castle 
crumbing it has lost all compass bearing truth 
loosing all sense of living reality twisted under moral direction
pretending to care with uneducated values 
calling insanely on the death sentence heresy 
chanting for thee blood of the...

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I baptize you with water for repentance. But after me comes one who is more powerful than I, whose sandals I am not worthy to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire.
is winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will...

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Snake oil does not cure the curse when it enters the blood
Two blind eyes have turned face inside they burn out of focus
Cold as ice cutting to the core nightshades has twisted the soul
love your enemies as they suffer from hate
it is time to bury...

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Loyalty brings even the fortified few to falter somnambulantly in succession
As if tranced to commit, their convictions are true yet skewed
The blind emotional outburst of bigotry and cynicism conveyed 
Is but a microcosm of what pain these individuals likely feel
Something of an atrocity to be...

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O' master of my heart! Pray to thee
Thrash the grain against the chaff

This heart is sterile and barren like a babe
has its partner but without being grave
Let it have union with thee
to create a zygot of virtuosity

When the foetus is ready to move around the...

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shave your mind and soul 
the chaff drifts in the water 
of nihilism...

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life lost
hope lost
loved ones die, bravery gets applauded
cities shut down, the economy collapsed
no food
no work
no cash


stay home
wear mask
an effective vaccine, the miracle drug 
human contact, grandparents get a kiss
love smiles
hold hands
tender hugs


new year
new hope
yesterday's legacy, chaff in the wind
forgotten miseries; stories lost to time
a chance
a...

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Canine teeth that glimmer with the moonlights gaze
Open mouthed to taste unsalted tears of dripping clouds
Howls are gargled as they swallow the forlorn
Straw men sit and sift the spaces
that make their shifting frame
Wheat whips splash across the backs
as yelping oil dogs
turn to puddles black
Straw men...

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Duality which is in motion must be stilled
If we would observe singular reality within
Muddied waters need to be distilled 
Only when the mists clear, may meditation begin

Perpetual motion of body, senses & thought
Grooves of habit having huge momentum 
Repressed subconscious fears & desires, which we...

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What’s done is done
As the chips fall
And the die is cast
Each of us
Taking a part
Donning a mask
To play
Our allotted role

At each step
The road forks
With freedom and tyranny
The choice to make
And so we do
Instinctively, habitually
Compulsively or consciously
A choice that’s always ours

Whose world do you live in...

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Lamet!

is what she hears first
him, screaming her second name
as he descends upon her
no time to process
gravity
a thud, tearing her core to shavings
Maiweeeee! She is puzzled.

His baritone dropping the 'n'
agitation
a wooden scrabble.
Nothing is left between her
and Pee, not a grain
all’s crushed
smothering their screams
interlocking their groans.

He is...

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Beauty without blemish... This is a unusual behavioral response  to this beauty mishmash...

All along I've been in darkness...Not until her glowing splendor of beauty shone in my life with meekness...

I could do anything to impress her... I knew you're for me Vanessa..

Your lips speaks...

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Early Poems XIV

Am I
by Michael R. Burch

Am I inconsequential;
do I matter not at all?
Am I just a snowflake,
to sparkle, then to fall?

Am I only chaff?
Of what use am I?
Am I just a feeble flame,
to flicker, then to die?

Am I inadvertent?
For what reason am I here?
Am...

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