Grief Hyperbole Poems

Hurricane Haiku: 5 Movements

		The sea is angry;
		The winds echo her screaming—
		The hurricane comes…

		Torrential waves
		Carry furry to the shores:
		Fragility doomed…

		Island paradise,
		Poised and ready for combat;
		Nature’s sad...

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Twist of Flesh
Turn of Soul
I pay them all with tokens of Gold
Skin different form within
To except my odd facade
Many turn an eye
Push me aside
Dimensions of...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njHvGxZgTPk

Relaxing Music for Deep Sleep. Delta Waves.
Calm Background for Sleeping, Meditation, and Yoga.

Amidst human tempest
malevolent fiery brew
whereby renegades who 
kickstarted effective coup
I laid down with
eyes...

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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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Granite monoliths get raised to the dead,
engraved markers, inked by light and shadow.
And with the moon shining high overhead
Juliet seeks to find her Romeo,
amidst gravestones...

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(21st century pearly white prosthetics,
restored jaw bar wah key) 

Aye noel hunger bristle,
and when false teeth soak at night 
     in...

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(Apropos of Hughes’s Proverbial Question)

What happens when rotten strange fruit…
Hanging from trees of auction block wood
Become stinking pieces of black flesh…dried blood
Putrefying in murderous streets…?

When...

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See that rich man
begging on the telly
He’s made your financial future toast,
now he also wants your
cash reserve preserve jelly
Do you believe the rich man,
who’s pleading...

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Flushed,

kicked to the curb and stunned,

waanning, waanning and crumbling crumbs,

dispelled as dumbed,

come backs like lakes of water aren't even fun,

toned and intonated,

17 things to endanger-
39...

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In the Amaranthine Era

By J. Philip Harris

Of all the echoes that I remember
All the smallish voices that still linger
The precious moments missed which fell through...

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He Found A Cubic Zirconia In The Rough


he sat at the bar looking over at her tee
in bold letters it read catch and release me
after...

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Here comes the silence.
Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me.
Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff.
What an impetuous, impertinent lull...
Settling itself on...

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* A tale of a charlatan, caught pretending to be a father of a Newton Massacre 
Victim----(feel free to view his hyperbole on Youtube, search...

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