Best Studiously Poems

I‘d been staying with pa - my folks got a divorce
and pa took me to the local greyhound course 
Pa’s greyhound was running, he runs very fast
He’s called Pterodactyl, pa’s dog never comes last!

I stayed in the stalls, it was pouring with rain
and our ‘Terry’...

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Novelists and Nobodies

Ah, now this my domain, the library
Where cultures collide.

Men of leisure reeking from their latest dumpster dive
mingling with men in leisure suits studiously swimming in their work.

And me, in my disguise?
I'm hidden between both,
Like bookends.

Where else can a man of my means
In my...

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9/22/2023

      Just like the lake of melting wax, on a candle gives off light,
      Life is not about championing the selfish, golden  prize!
      Hopefully, I stay thankful with all...

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"The Vagaries"

You could go all Zen over Me,
I’d listen studiously, then, spit it out 
like cherry seeds for integration

the flesh of it all,
"The Past", savoured;
"The Future",

for lame time-wasting 
poetic rebels pretending
to be connoisseurs, parlaying -

"The Now", struts irreverently,
dealing its Bolchevistic
cards

and there sits You,
holding the mirror...

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Unclimbed Stairways
              by Odin Roark

At the base of the stairs
He lay on his back
Upon his chest
He propped his hero

Peering up through GI Joe’s
Stand-your-ground stance
All seemed climbable
Just like in the movies

But he knew
Summit...

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THE CRYSTAL PALACE


The gods awoke, as they occasionally do,                 
and found Fred Cross in multitudes, alone.           
Unconsciously aware of...

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the following quite quirky epistle may not exhibit the ordinary characteristics of poetry, but i decided to share this self made challenge (where every word begins with the letter "S" - no explanation can be offered why such self cerebral torture imposed, nor what motivated...

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This free verse was written from an agnostic point of view 
so may appear biased, against organised religions
I assure you this is not my intention, and it is simply a poem 
For the record, I have told lies in the past, and still do occasionally...

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All one can do is sit silent and smile when knowing that most 
Everything is aligned and lying within the bed of, insane...
They say, the studious that is that, the crazy do not know ?
Bang your head pull your hair; scream as you scratch, the...

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i saw the devil as doubt and my mind relaxed and recoiled at the thought eyes studiously staring at each flaw finding reason to turn away realizing that all along it was an illusion that kept me awake at night and daydreaming out of the...

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Anything For YOU

I poetized your name on the sky with my blood as the ink
I kept my eyes frozen to admire the beauty of your eye blink
I summoned Sakura flowers on the pavements beneath your feet
I studiously counted the flow of my love inside each...

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Jesus, I saw you hanging there alone
Like truth that needs neither props nor supports
Deserted by your studiously chosen apostles and
Disowned by Peter, James and his brother, the approved inner circle

Jesus, I saw you hanging on the cross
Like a slaughtered goat for public sale
Condemned by the...

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I know, not, what I have done 
singing songs, joyfully created 
did they physically fund
more cognitive understanding 
or less inner and outer reality
did the dancing of others 
make for sinful, carnal, flesh 
to studiously make more fuel for the fire 
did collective exchange 
bank roll...

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darling dimpled dervishes
dancing delightfully 
ghouls goblins gargoyles
gabbing, grabbing, ghosting,
witches wearing weaves,
wistfully watching watchers
dust of night brings Halloween
Outstanding orange ovarian owls 
studiously studying steeples,
betting bulbous bats below 
will wind-fly down, betwixt and between.
jealously juicing, joyously jeering
Dubiously doubting daring dust of the night....

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Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image of God;
may the reflections she sees in those curious mirrors
always echo back Love.

Amen



Maya's Beddy-Bye Poem
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon,...

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