Peace Hyperbole Poems

    No special occasion ~
      just privacy's incessant invasion...

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What looks sexy
and aesthetically pleasing
on Society's well-endowed Page

May not feel so hot
when StraightWhite Daddy's capital-headed
economic fornication systems
lead toward Great White Father's abortion
of global green forests
and...

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IN THE RAINBOW OF REINING JUSTICE 

Red is the flowing blood of liberation;
Black is the blood that flows from arteries
of those systematically murdered and
denied justice...

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phoenix questers

yes…
out of the deep
dark stagnation
of malignant
apathy
we must pull
ourselves
upwards to
eternity
and beyond
to that synergy
which will take us
to the
liberated journey
where
we shall bask
in the aurora
of history makers'
spirits glorifying
the...

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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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It was yesterday Sunday
The feast of Saint Valentine's Day
We saw passing by classy women with gorgeous hips
Dressed up in pink and red
All the lovers were...

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under
the bright sunshine 
of innate contemplative serenity
let gentle waves flow from the ocean
of words—kissing the shores of mind—frothing
it with quiet bursting bubbles of whispering peace—
completing...

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In graveyard silence,
Quite tombstones tell stories—
Perched birds tweet songs....

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Gather round, all ye poets
   and hear my plea
For by myself, I'm just a 'wannabe'
   I need you here, together with...

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Art Gun
Do angry young men with guns ever make art? Or just destroy? Look at Brando in Apocalypse Now. He was a raging war chief...

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Dreams of spring
The violent storm has passed
The sun has risen
Hopes have been resurrected
Phototropic dreams have been awoken

The skies are at peace now
Their tears have dried...

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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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Only to live for a drank
Alcohol helps me to think
For only my life is on the brank
I'm about to sank
For living for love, I'm about...

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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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Music dissolved all enmity, 
Annulled natural chemistry, 
All regardless of consortia,
Came to hear the jungle orchestra. 

Maestro King Lion got all in tune,
Baboon was superb...

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