Best Craft Poems

Wordsmith
dour, drab  embellished
don't recite  read out loud
stop for a pause  never stop writing
be difficult, obscure  be clear express self
ignore other poets  read many good poems
procrastinate, delay  expedite, keep on track
wait till words come  search for words till done
writing...

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The Craft
One must die to be reborn
From witch's rite the soul is torn
Baptized in the flames of death
Then live again from magic breath
A witch's soul has seen beyond
And I have grasped that broken dawn
So I invoke this binding spell
Send my foes to burn in hell
Let...

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break the cycle
own my  path 
opinions bring  power 
believe  in your craft
negative whispers 
holding you back 
wounded by words 
is all in the past









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Oh well I got an angry email to begin my day
Because of my last post on the Jabidah thing yesterday
Galit sa akin but greeted me with Assalamu alaykum.
And kung personal Moro friends ko naman ito 
They know I don't criticize Moro leaders
I always leave that...

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Witches, whom to say they don’t exist within the physical
Plain here on earth, maidens of the mystic arts of olden craft,
Dwelling beneath the elliptical moon of transitions shifting,
Living within the shadows of incantations unbroken spells
Of the past!
Damsels birthed beneath the oracles marking of the third
Eyes...

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou can buy drinks at McD’s for a buck,
Wait, that means thou never want to pay,
Thou went to see a psychic for good luck.

Sometime too hot thou think thou are at clubs,
The ways you act embarrass all thy...

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This Craft
My Little Sidetrack

The Hair of the Equine
So Beautifully Strong
A Symbol of their Noble Worth
From which I fashion Creations for your Adornment

For some a Humble Trinket
of a Creature they Adore
For some a Lasting Bond
to the One whom they Adored

Each Strand between my fingers
Carefully laid, Carefully...

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An herbaceous arbor
flanks the harbor
where he labors
fitting words to spaces -- 
blanks he fills, erases.

He savors bits of meaning, 
sculpting sound to logic's shape, 
annealing word and image, 
polishing a verbal mound
congealing on his pad. 

A bird chirps.
Song distracts. 
A moment's lapse.

He compares the bird's...

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Atlantis, the last of the spacecrafts, left this exterior of world
For the scientific expeditions and to discover something new.
Such heroic spacecrafts search new planets, aliens and herald
New discoveries to us that delude our conscience like the dew.

Send no more spacecrafts to search Aliens (even if...

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Perfection flawed surely, yet he still craves to grow
plain books made great by his right hand
his portraits, more vivid in words than in photos
his mind creates thus his hand writes
and ever more lucid, so that our hearts would hold
what’s on each page that his pen...

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The Hydralisks are assembling just out of range,
Supported by Roaches, Infestors, Banelings,…
The Mutalisks are hovering beyond our turrets,
Brutalisks are moving—it’s looking quite desperate.

There’s a silver lining for each “end of the world”:
My shift’s almost done and my Siege Tank’s been rebuilt.
I could spend my last...

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I heard an angel speak last night and he said "write"
With lantern light weary I write this morbid night
The moon above the meadows move in gloomy mist
With pen in hand, hermit a man and death amidst
Oh shall I walk the aisles of graves and hundred...

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Moments of meditative serenity
Crimping pleating floral white hybrid washi

Shaping and triangulating dainty folds
Stringing vertex wings of freedom symmetry

Garland of classic crane origami
Wishing long happy peaceful life



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on April 25, 2019 for contest A GARLAND sponsored by JULIA WARD...

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A Beautiful Collection


Artistic. Brilliant colours. Dainty embroidery.

Fragile golden hues in jewelled kaftans.

Light multicoloured needlework on patchwork quilts.

Rich silken tapestries

Unusual vestments with xstitching. Yarmulke & Zucchetto.
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State of the Art (III)

These are my "ars poetica" poems: the ones about the art and craft of writing poetry in a modern world that doesn't always recognize the artists or their work. 



Come Down
by Michael R. Burch

for Harold Bloom

Come down, O, come down
from your...

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