Best Xii Poems

Earth's Porch, Sunny, Sweet Summer Breeze,
Sonnet number VI of XII

Barefoot and walking white beach sands
 waves meeting shore gentle splashing
Sandcastles built, kids busy hands
 all about, their bright smiles flashing
 
Beauty of Life, this glowing scene
 peaceful calm enters eager soul
Seeking more, those rambunctious teens
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Emerging in the dark, 
A pale ghost cast by the moon—
Authenticity—
With the glow of rawness and power

The song of truth so precious 
On a tongue that is pressed for
Change—submissive change—
Cradled in the prospects of devotion

The clouds covering the perfect circles
Penetrating through a lens 
That magnifies...

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Was the place where we climbing down the bank
Then arrived, alpine and, for what was there
Such as, that any eyesight would be shrank.

Similar to landslide that in side bare
Before Trento the Adige just smote,
Or for shake or as missing supports were,

That from mountain top, where...

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Variations on the Malay Pantun : The Old Man and the Short Story - X -XII - Continued

  for Georges VOISSET, the "Master Keeper-Nurturer" of the Malay Pantun

(The pantun line varies between 8 and 12 syllables and is most commonly found in the ...

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My name's Rocky Balboa,
Some say I'm old as soil;
An' if you call me punchy,
My blood begins to boil!

Mickey's gone to heaven,
Apollo and Adrian too;
Now I'm stuck with Paulie,
A bum without a clue!

I'll wake up in da' morning,
Right at da' crack of dawn;
Shuffle for a block...

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Unquotable quotes – XII

To catch a monkey, you need a young coconut with three holes for eyes ; bore a hole in one and wait : the monkey will thrust its hand in to grab a mouthful and will not let go come what may.
To...

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SPEED – JOURNAL XII

It’s hard to keep up

The world is
changing so fast
On the news, fast
talkers
We ancients need
motorized walkers
 
What once was
considered speed
reading
      has,
apparently, become
the norm
Eyes travel slowly
over familiar
phrases
These trigger
memories, disturb
concentration
Lines disappear
prematurely

Fiction-wise, there
are, for us
experienced sages,
     ...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XII

IF you pull a mighty long face
Such as even Bollywood can't display
Put not the blame on the mixed human race
The fault most likely comes from animal DNA

Now if you go on pulling that long long face
People'll rightly...

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It’s ten years later
I’ve finally hit paydirt
It’s the motherload

I didn’t strike gold
I struck a deal with myself
To help me grow old

Not act like a child
But first I had to grow up
And not act so wild

I’m stone cold sober
Bipolar under control
Mind, body and soul

Now I enjoy...

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IF ever I had a country: XI - XII

IF ever I had a country
And if ever I were but the Admiral of the Fleet
I'd issue an edict to keep ships out of foreign waters
I'd order all on deck on or off duty curse-under-breath sailors
To fish...

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Trump hates hearing from CIA
Can’t stand the things they have to say
So news he'll filter
To keep us off kilter
By singing, "It's a Perfect Day."


Author's note: The new national anthem lyrics are being changed to "It's a Perfect Day" as sung by Hoku on Youtube. ...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems XII

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

for Beth

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you came to me in my black torment
and...

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loud bus stories -
rattling windows
restore serenity
...

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Earth's Porch, Beyond Its Heavy Gate
Sonnet number I of XII

From dawn, its rays boldly gleaming,
  spring flowers covering new fields,
Nature, beasts and plants both teeming 
  their bounty true, as treasured yields.
  
In this world, sun gifts us power  
 ...

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Fruit Soup

The prize is a sackful of loot
Just write me an ode about fruit
The rules will be binding and strict
No cheating for I wont be tricked

You may deem it rather unfitting
I’m judging and I won’t be quitting
So don’t sit and moan, groan or whinge
Or say...

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