Best Tamping Poems

I am a party animal, my heritage is mixed
quite content to lounge about when conditions remain fixed. 

Suppose that’s the nobility which Krypton must provide,
maintaining stiff upper lip when I’m all buzzed inside.

Then too, I’m mostly nitrogen, which is very stable, 
tamping volatility of oxygen:...

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The feeders were empty, dejected, forlorn.
The lady who filled them had suddenly gone.
Her time here now ended, she wakened no more:
Gone from her gardens, departed her door.
 
This little much mattered to birds on the wing,
With winter now over, well into the spring.
All busy with...

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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her and extend this sacred fire
to keep her memory exalted flame,
unmolested by the thistles and...

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Barely above a breathe
My identity dissolves
I am a freakish clown of weak display
Remnants of noble motions ripple flatter and wider along the lake
I am quieting everything, like tamping countless steam pipes
And so if these pipes sang they would sing, what?:

…there would be nothing
A dark translucent...

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Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a character 
in The Impertinent Curious Man, 
a story within a story 
in Miguel de Cervantes' 
1605 novel, Don Quixote. 

Hard...

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Sweet roseate little flower
The evergreen bush princess
Dancing on a gentle breeze air
your scent in my breast nestles
to the recesses of my heart ,it travels
Dripping honeyed nectar, my blood it ripples.

Dazzling, joyous little wren
Soaring uncloudy blue skies
Deeper inside my soul
tamping down lovely fugues
turning every breath I...

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AWAITING SNOWFLAKES


            ALONE TAMPING BEATEN TRAIL IRREPRESSIBLY HEARTBROKEN

            MENACING SKY TORMENT A PERIPATETIC DISENCHANTED SOUL

        ...

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Acid reflux ~ early morning August 9th, 2022

Ah... nothing more enjoyable
than acidic gastric fluid (bile)
flowing backward into esophagus,
resulting in heartburn, meanwhile
disrupting pleasant dreams,
which phenomena also known as 
gastroesophageal reflux (GER)
found me discombobulated 
and swiftly tailored into harried style.

Unsure how successful literary endeavor
crafting reasonably rhyming poem;
actually...

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There lies a location with an Emerald Doorway
leading to a shared past.
Waiting for it's own children to visit.
We slipped thru the portal again this summer,
Jacquie, I and another child, her son Joe.
Immediately, I sensed decades of joy surrounding us
And heard the echoes of our horses...

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Poems about Things that Break I
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old habits, our hearts, and sometimes Love itself.
 
 
 
Shattered
by...

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The heart cries crimson tears that drown the soul
Tamping out passion's flame til it's black coal
Body left empty, jeweled by a thin rope
Foul eternity for love without hope....

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Poems about Things that Break III
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old habits, our hearts, and sometimes Love itself.
 
 
 
The...

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Under the sighing sky I stood within the swaying grass
With the rain pelting me like tears of heaven fallen just for us, we the two
And where were you when open these arms did I to the sky and rains drinking of my life
Lost a little...

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then, likeamayfly, he’s suddenly gone: plantfood.



bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

u are charming & disarming, but mostly !!!ALARMING!!! since all my resolve dissolved!...

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Soccer coach and players, from 11 to 16 years old have been trapped in an underground cave for days. They were found many days later in the dark and hungry. Diving seals from their own and other countries have rescued some of them, at the...

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