Faith Hyperbole Poems

It was a strange and unexpected experience.  

Suddenly, I found myself in a place called Happy Valley. A man was on a park bench...

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 (with nudity optional)


Not another effort from The Lefts bleating masses, but the sparkily aristocracy of cerebral-celebritys; their binary-duality sweeping earth-wise. 

I don't object to...

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       THE STRANGER IN OUR LAND

The snake that you can see
But can't kill;
The oath you buried under the ground;
That...

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With nowhere else to turn,
I'm driving this defective time machine off a cliff 
I'm the lead detective but I'm off this case 
If blankets and...

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Let us make man in Our Image
and God responded, then we must
make him strong and healthy, respectful
and kind, blind to color that is not
of the...

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Ah... tis nothing greater than...

malfunctioning heater 
on that brisk winter day
recorded here as proof positive
regarding following reasonable rhyme.

While scrolling thru 
poems crafted yesteryear,
I chanced to...

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(for Sally)
Sally, swarthy mare of a serene plain
Clad in habiliments of nubile grace
Whose name is the opium
That soothes the tremor of restive hearts.
Like the full...

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JUXTAPOSED AWARENESS

On and within the fullness 
of this beautiful sunshine day,
I peacefully sit here pondering 
the present chaos of the world.

How awe confusing…it all is–
outside,...

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(Apropos of Black Poetic Griots)

We may not be deemed apostolic recorders
But we poets, guided with divine wisdom, are
The lay scribes thereof in the chronicling of
Our...

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They come into my room every night. 

And make sure I’m asleep. 

But also alive.

I'm no longer convinced that they have my best interests in...

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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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I see a galactic swirling motif,
a single stitch in the fabric of time.
And I see chaos fuel rhythm and rhyme,
coloring creation in stark relief.
It takes...

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Jesus in jest
“light Jesus”
who loves, forgets

no need for mercy or justice
he nods, pats your head

it’s the “other dude”
who’s causing the dead

nice Jesus
no surprise
never a chastise

just...

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for karma nurisha wa kupenda lowe
(poem for a letter too long to write)

cosmic gem of the universe
exploded celestial beauty
princess of the milky way
poured into 
the...

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