Best Delayed Poems

Upon revelation’s flight
Under Orion’s focus

I witness a fiery glow towards familiar horizons.

‘Tis no sunrise

It is a striking reality.

My saddened retinas witness monochromatic pitchforks,
Desolated screams,
Embellished declarations from misguided leaders
And self-made stallions riding into condescending sunsets
Without any earned punctuation to be taken seriously

A House of Eroded Representatives

A...

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(Apropos Of Juneteenth Celebration)

This is the day the Lord has made;
Let us rejoice and celebrate
Because we’re still here…marching on
With our eyes stayed on the prize.
Let us rejoice and celebrate
Because we’re aware that we are not
The children of Sisyphus; rather,
We are the children of the Womb...

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For a quarter 
of a hundred years
We waited 
hidden.
Others losing heart.
We listened 
blending
Others died.
We listened 
motionless
We learnt all there is 
and more
Till our hairs greyed and fell 
We waited
invisible.
Living among spiders.

Then the forth came,
Chosen, 
The boy 
Gave us a fighting chance
Giving us, 
The only hope...

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I always have 
Delayed reactions-
I'm just a little
Too innocent,
Get the joke just
A little too late-
He was a joke
I understood
Just a little
Too late;
The punch line
Was me falling
For him-
The punch line
Was the first time
He kissed me-
The punch line
Was when he said
"I don't have time
For you..."
The punch line
Was...

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(Apropos Of Juneteenth Celebration)

This is the day the Lord has made;
Let us rejoice and celebrate
Because we’re still here…marching on
With our eyes stayed on the prize.
Let us rejoice and celebrate
Because we’re aware that we are not
The children of Sisyphus; rather,
We are the children of the Womb...

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Yes? You may call it cliché,
This song or cry of love,
Its desperate and dark petals
Falling as the year bleeds out
To frost. The leaves dried or dying,
Thus to be described in crisp
Expected terms as “gold display”
Or “copper-bronze” and you
Would have me wait, you say,
Until another Spring,...

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Spring Was Delayed
by Michael R. Burch 

Winter came early:
the driving snows,
the delicate frosts
that crystallize

all we forget
or refuse to know,
all we regret
that makes us wise.

Spring was delayed:
the nubile rose,
the tentative sun,
the wind’s soft sighs,

all we omit
or refuse to show,
whatever we shield
behind guarded eyes.

Originally published by Borderless...

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Curses have been placed on me for no reason at all
I feel like humpty dumpty who sat on the wall and had a great fall
The enemy seek to devour me whole
Over my life, the enemy wants total control
Feel like my skull has been banged against...

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BP explosion;
livelihoods devastated--
claim payments delayed...

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Be not late which may lead to defeat
Be in time to meet the arising occasion
At the right time if you take your seat
You will be admired in your profession
All your duties, if you punctually complete
You will get congratulation and promotion
That one who is always in...

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I wanted to write & testify, one-time suicidal Dr. Anil Deo, is reborn during second half-century on earth! Yes, Jesus is real to me, to revive hope and the desire to live or write, or preach ... when I sat for years in a small...

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Love Delayed 

 
Who could have known?
 
The pattern of life was already here.
Hot and cold in its earthliness.
It only required us to find our willingness
On a simple classroom first-glance,
Even as neither was looking for the other.
 
There…
 
In a small learning room no one...

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Sipping formaldehyde with medical hype
A lab coat cloaked sterile destiny
Balding with bare hands to compute
Imprinting watery vitality to a blue tooth
Chip sensor, genetic desire plunges
Closeted towards strapped hardwired control
Engineers veer deaths machination icons
As chirping screens bleat out information barriers
To pass through fat nurses and white...

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I didn’t aim to seem 
So heartlessly so mean
But you have to try and understand
That when you’ve been hurt so often by a man
You find it hard to sit and trust
That something could be more than just lust
You have to deal with me and try...

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Coldest mountains, sharpest peaks
Lonely, quiet there does lie
A better end it still seeks
Body under light blue sky

Its corpse has flown far and wide
Glassy eyes and foggy skin
Tumbling through river tide
None are there, no next of kin

The valley has mountain walls
Forever trapped, a ravine
So far down,...

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