Dance Hyperbole Poems

Embroiled in
Pre-dawn delusions
Assuming the
Cloud covered moon is
Destroying its symbolism
For my own amusement
As the parking lot becomes
Mystical, enlightened
Full of
Ambient apparitions 
Of the eternal type
With the coyotes...

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In the realm where shadows dance with light,
A beauty veiled in whispers bright.
Inner radiance, a celestial flame,
Her essence, a hymn, untamed.

Within the chambers of the...

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Narcissistic little freak –
The world isn’t meant to like you
There’ll be many parties
Where nobody invites you

Dance around with Mommy,
Dance your TikTok video
Hope you’ve got your...

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The living to themselves gossip attract,
but at death eulogies mitigate lies.
Love and care from he who breathes is withdrawn,
but his slumber does attract parties.

Fake mourners...

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Behold the Pied Piper has tossed his pipe belatedly in the trash
   Having led folks down some garden paths he trousered wads of...

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Your yellow leaves make my morning happiness 
Circular movements giving rhythm to the phases of my life 
in my dance twirling and senseless...

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Loosing My Slant

I’m Developing a View
About a How of a Thing
Letting Go of My Mistakes
To See What Freedom Can Bring
To Lose a Perspective of What...

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Strings and reeds
Is what it needs
Bassy sounds
and a
Groovy beat
A conducter
to give
Direction
The right singers
to collaborate
So we can
do our thing
and 
Celebrate


Get it right
a classic
Composition
Been sung
Many times
In ever...

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I wandered lonely as a cloud—Oh dear!
I watched the dance of daffodils—Oh my!
When on my couch in vacant mood I lie
And feel their wealthy fluttering...

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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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Instruction
by Michael R. Burch

Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.

Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset

of night is...

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The sacred power climax experience
of holy integrity
is more of a one time
of full-baptismal rebirth
into a depleting orgasmic fertility event
for horny patriarchs
of global monoculturally zealous redemption

Left-hemisphere...

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Planting seeds of life - growing self awareness...
(Subtitled: kudos beloved Amelie Beth)

Dilly gents gal lore spellbinding
metaphorically exhuming, ferreting, gleaning...
insightful handy dandy blues clues
unearthing treasure trove...

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I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely myopic)
in preparation for here goes
another warm shower quickly
relaxing this senescent
body ready to doze

soon after lathering
this blubbery body
most unwanted...

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You will walk on only green grass, with trees and lakes in the horizon,
On straight paths with flowers blooming on the side.
The Garden of Hesperidia...

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