Hate High School Poems

I hate being the 'incident' of your story
Hate how you once made my heart beat so fast
Hate how I get a reminder of you
Now we're...

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I told myself
To refrain from falling
For someone unfit for my heart’s satisfaction.
Now, i woke up thinking of you
First thought when I lay down was you.
Why...

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Veronica Sawyer, a rebel in plaid
She joined the Heathers, but they were so bad
They ruled the school with their cruel games and lies
But Veronica had...

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a picture 
that was all you asked for
it will only take a minute you said 
just a picture i say to  myself

a picture that’s...

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Off-season training
    running, lifting weights 
  Grueling workouts
    we loved to hate

  Pre-season practices
   ...

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FYI

Hate is of the mind…
Love—of the womb of the heart—
The heart can’t birth hate:-...

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Why was I burdened
With a reflection so cruel
That dooms me alone...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems X

These are early poems written in my teens and twenties.

Regret
by Michael R. Burch

Regret,
a bitter
ache to bear...

once starlight
languished
in your hair...

a shining there
as brief
as...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems VII

These are early poems I wrote as a boy and as a teenager.

The Leveler
by Michael R. Burch

The nature of Nature
is bitter survival
from...

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Me an’ the chick in my dream were still kissing when Mother yelled, “Mark, it’s 
stopped snowing!
It looks like a couple of inches at least,...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The Roma

  I see them in my mind’s eyes
walking through the landscape walking forever
their horses, children, dogs and women in black
a slow wander through...

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Sometimes I wonder 
What is the meaning of Life? 
What is the real point?

What is the point of, 
Going to school everyday?
 Then doing homework.

Seems...

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Your name is Dawn.
I know you hate my nose!
And I have mother-of-pearl
Snaps
On my clothes,

But truth is,
Seven months I have been waiting,
To ask you out!
(Don’t know...

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School
They say they are here to help,
Yet have never actually helped.
They say they are there,
They are nowhere.
I don't see why they hate me,
Maybe they just...

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