Best Prelate Poems

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 11

How might one batter to death rogue Nation State
Much less Institutions Parties Power Groups
Motherland religion Peoples’ opiate

Kings tyrants prophets may under-estimate
The will of the People to upset their hopes
How might one batter to death rogue Nation State

Around rulers...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Nine

“Sire!” cried a lame yea-sayer: “I know this mad hookah addict!”
“Then drag him here by the scruff of neck be it hook or by trick!
But first when thou seest him Jap-slap him before and after!”
The unfortunate crony jerked...

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At six o’clock in the morning
Upon the sixth of June
Came Michael-Paul O’Higgins
Into this bustling world.

At school he was but middling,
He never cut much ice
In English, Maths, Geography,
In Scripture, Sport or Art.

In early adolescence
On the back seat of a bus
He found a tract on how we...

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Battery (for Hyundai Sonata) Needed Today

Frugality worn by fiat generated
by alternate fickle finger of fate,
the plus side being said vehicle
parked here in public Salem's lot,
where I live with said diabolical mate

at highland manor apartments
penury run me underground in potter's
grave adversity doth unfortunately accelerate
curse to finance...

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(The Italian wine "Est! Est! Est!" got its
curious name because 900 years ago a
German bishop liked it so much, he
drank himself to death.)

Those bishop guys in days gone by 
were deep and subtle thinkers. 
They knew their scripture -- and no lie - 
were quite...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty-One

The Tent-Vendor’s son kept whining and wailing on the road
Such that none could even hear their own thoughts mocking aloud:
“Now what doth yon Sirrah untimely break open our contained Faith!”
Exclaimed the High Prelate, white crown-band an overwhelming load...

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Various Heresies 5

Tonight, Let's Remember
by Michael R. Burch

July 7,2007 (7-7-7)

Tonight, let's remember the fond ways
our fingers engendered new methods to praise
the gray at my temples, your thinning hair.
Tonight, let's remember, and let us draw near...

Tonight, let's remember, as mortals do,
how cutely we chortled when work...

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Did I hear them sing Hosanna, yesterday?
What did you drunk them on
For the passover feast is not real alcohol
Did you call them to repentance too
So they before your heaven comes
Could settle old scores with you?
No priest nor prelate told them
The meaning of the covenant you...

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IMAGINATION
The mother ideology of fiction
Putting to bed new and sound diction
You inspire all to meditation
In the right mind we bear no frustration

Little you are conceived like foetus
Now you stand tall as the statue of Zeus
Who can with you not dictate?
And to whom can you not...

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Go cast your stones if you will, and tell me
Your innocence is more just than her cause
Or read me in sand, flee her victory
Where you link the chain of demonic laws
For she a slave of your intent consent none
To this, but hostage of your will...

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just take off a layer
or walk around
topless 
i am the archpriest
eating sugar puffs
i am the prelate
eating bagels
i am halfway
in
and halfway 
out the window 

the mother-in-law wants it off
i am not for sale
my successors are labouring
like hercules
the hidrosis is formulaic 
like glib one-liners

"it's bad for the...

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There is a power the mightiest king can neither calm nor tether.
What power? you ask. The task I mean goes by the name of weather.
It was on Saint Mary Magdalene's Day in  1342,
on the twenty-second of July, a fact known but to few,
a raging...

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Suddenly the royal mantle of life slips away
It is evening, I
gathering close the cosy cloak of daily ennui
step out into the drizzle
One grey raindrop for one stilled life
The billions who came and went
Since Adam and his wife

Silent swallows fill the sky of Sidon
Somewhere there
By the...

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Too many think that they are God
Too many think that they know God
Too many think that they see God
Too many talk like they know God
Too many sins
Too many Satans
Too many prosecutors
Too many executors
Too many judges
Too many smudges
Too many think that they are right
Too many, for...

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Words expressed directly action intense
Alphabet sudden numerous transmit combination
Occasion conscious verb too Communication
Tediously enhance romantically atmosphere
Lasting event Artistic monseigneur extremely
A poem, engage elements monopolizing routine
Conceived prevailing attitude prelate
Or Communication seem translucent establish
An French treatise geologic History book lavish
Interestment tropical pages conceal shallow
Material alloys joy Inside...

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