Best Chapels Poems

I reflect upon a word -
   Innocence
To understand more fully what it means,
I think of what it conjures up for me -
childhood times -
 those times when I believed all I was taught
from silly things like Santa Clause
 to sacred things
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All I see is beauty in the burning of her words,
The flickering of flames,
Constructs of fires licking at the night
From snow white sheets of dreaming.

The senses of her bleeding, ink and roses,
Sensual vibrancy,
Gliding rails streaming to the stars,
The links between the earth and heaven’s tide.

All...

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Where no sound escapes unchallenged above the din
of too many wars, waged for profits that have no future.
Lost now, only darkness clutches, upon his demise.

Fables, told ‘round friendly fires, chant his name eternal.
Birds of the forest, and fish in the sea, remembered his kindness forever,
and...

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Neon lights,
Dancing fountains,
Sun rising,
Over the mountains.
Roulette tables,
Blackjack and poker,
Winning is fun,
Losing’s a choker.
Showgirls in feathers,
Elvis dressed in white,
Volcanic water show,
A splendid sight.
Hotels, casinos,
Shopping and more,
Wedding chapels,
Shows galore.
Fun filled days,
Joyful nights,
This is Las Vegas,
With its glorious sights....

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Hallelujah, born again

chapels scheming, mankind reeling

 in holy water's baptism of wizardly elixir

  postulating an all consuming reverence,  

rejuvenated myths of deiform fears

 as reinvented nature flows in

    lickety split's Latin discombobulation

 Aggrandizement randomly written 

  in santuary's intensly...

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(The Hollow City Cycle include:
The Hollow City
I Remember You -- the city speaks
Last One Left)

They never saw me--
not fully.
Even when I begged them with my eyes,
or left poems scratched on alley walls
between peeling posters and prayer graffiti.

When they fled,
I stayed.
Not out of bravery,
but because I...

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Strategically placed when raised 
Upwards
By your masterful and well 
Practiced hand.
To mingle with ever changing 
Skylines 
That frown down with arrogant 
Scowls
Upon the indigenous populous of 
This just and tolerant island.
To study and pontificate upon 
Predictable behaviour, 
When so lamentably remarking,
Then to inwardly digest;
Our conclusions...

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Life
Leap, Run
Laughing,Dancing,Eating
Babies,Chapels, Earth, and Tomes
Digging, Decaying, Crawling
Buried, Laid
Death...

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Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.



Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It's not that every leaf must finally fall,
it's just that we can never catch them all.



Laughter’s Cry
by...

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rich voices sing out

       from  chapels each Sunday;

       welsh valleys resonate...

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~The Chapels bells are ringing
   Best man’s hands holds Wedding rings
   While the groom nervously squirms
   Bride walks in love’s march
               ~
~Anticipation awaits
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Rather blunt...those sometime endings,
those endings that are too proud to filter their
existence. 
They’ve walked with me for ages, and yet, I 
can’t accept the interval of their visits; 
the tragedy of minutes, unpredicted, disturbingly
naked and merciless upon my greatest hours. 

Sometimes and ever so occasionally,...

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as daylight flows on  floors of  meadows’ weave
like tiny fingers silent in silk of  sailing traces
this landscape travels on her fragile, hushed heave
and when full morn speaks in syllables of pink laces,
i climb her flights of smiles to touch those tender graces
just...

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The land of my Fathers is where I belong,
Its valleys and hillsides all bursting with song.
The tale of 'Myfanwy' is often retold
And grown men shed tears as the sad facts unfold.
This haunting refrain from a Welsh male voice choir
Will cause even cynical hearts to admire.

Welsh...

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From the dawning of life,
In the depths of the sea,
One people rose above the primordial strife,
To embrace an contemporary civility,
And forged a civilization apart from their hominid brethren,
Cousins so distant their evolutionary polarity was personified as victor and loser,
Mother Earth had never seen a people...

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