Long Adjusts Poems

Epigrams by Michael R. Burch



Negligibles
by Michael R. Burch
 
Show me your most intimate items of apparel:
begin with the hem of your quicksilver slip ...



Negotiables
by Michael R. Burch

Love should be more than the sum of its...

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State of the Art (IV)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...”  — W. ...

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Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If we strip away all the accouterments of war,
perhaps we'll discover...

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Poems about Poems IV

The Toast
by Michael R. Burch

For longings warmed by tepid suns
(brief lusts that animated clay),
for passions wilted at the bud
and skies grown desolate and gray,
for stars that fell from tinseled heights
and mountains bleak...

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The Good Girl

Penny has always been a good girl, now she is a good wife. She lives in a good neighborhood, drives a nice car, has two perfect children. Her husband is a doctor and...

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"The Monochrome Echo Chamber"




How many Roads
to "IT"
Black 
as Black & White? 
or Unicorns and Rainbows?

Unitarian 1 and only 1 
Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 
An answer 
arrives 
unheralded 

Reversed in Time
Something 
has lit the fuse
Something...

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“The Evolution of a Broken Heart”



In thy hands, 
I gently placed it

lacking hesitation’s pleas and virtues
‘twas ne’er a time to be uncourageous
plucked somewhere from deep within
my honorable, clean gilded home where
pure intention sat regally spartan
upon...

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Prelude: A BRIDE SET FREE

How romantic, the fall, so far above the pleading waves.
The heights, the depth, to look the deep in eye and weep.
Air space between the lovers’ arc and shallow graves.
The tangible singsong...

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The lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the dude speaker/He adjusts the microphone the voice, and when it comes, it is strong.) The Confidence Man)/
 He's not a robber with a gun and mask,...

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Our States Our Country
By Franklin Price
1/10/2019

We have all but forgotten
What our founding fathers meant
To create a central government
Where representatives are sent

A common place for our protection
To determine laws for all
Otherwise the states autonomous 
On their...

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I have counted her footsteps 
for thirty-seven years
the same path worn 
into my slope, 
the same pause 
at the thorny ridge 
where she catches her breath 
and adjusts the 
weight on her spine.

Her daughters 
used...

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Alright, let's get this crowd moving! (Adjusts microphone, smiles warmly) Yo, what's up, everybody? Let's get down to the nu sounds/
  We're talking about a feeling, a vibe, a pulse/ You know, sometimes you...

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#Want_everything_first_hand
Wanna be the first to know and hear her say" i think I'm pregnant " , wanna be the one to buy the pregnancy test , wait with her for the 15 minutes and watch...

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John 11:25 “Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:”

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Gentle, like the bird
Whose song is soft as the sigh,
Between...

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Is it not pleasurable to endorse an escalation of elephants using escalators in the tree lined shopping centre? Is it not welcomed the sight of strong strength upon steel rotations? Variable tusk equals variations of...

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As a young girl you fall in love,
Not once not twice but many times,
And then you find a man,
A man you think is the right one for you,
A man you think can keep you happy...

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He stands behind a wheel thick as a mans wrist, ornately spoked and polished, its diameter 
half his height; which he fondly strokes as he gazes upon a horizon, red, as in anger, yet, 
knows...

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"CONCERT PIANIST 2"
Shhhh!   Quiet!!!!  Listen!!!
Can you hear her?
Can you see her sitting there?
Sitting in the mist of darkness, 
surrounded by a sea of pain from yesterdays gone by?
Can you see her as...

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My little cousin once said to me that she wished her life was on TV

See she loves TV for a certain purpose 
Because she feels that her life is worthless
Since birth her life has been...

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Humans never grow out of their teenage phase
Unclear what an adult means
They are subjected to responsibility
Requiring maturity, no human has proven to be

Various other targeted teenagers
Attempting to guide the novice
Helping them tie their shoes
To walk...

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The fallen star emerges walking through the Cafe Latte door./ This place is more than a 
coffee shop, it has a poets lounge and a bookstore!/ The fallen star enters the poets lounge 
and takes...

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               awakes, striding seamlessly towards the
              trajectory of...

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Rainbow Winkin’
               by Odin Roark

Sitting atop worn tires,
We remove wax paper, 
Positioning our Wonder bread sandwiches,
Cheese, 
Bologna,
Mayo,
A canned pickle,
Each with a...

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He step off the plane, his own plane, twin-engine Learjet,
The rain runs off his flat-brim as he glances up at the sky, the clouds
And with a glance at his wrist watch he follows his escort,...

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A cloudless day, should have been warm but the frigid southern roaring 40’s cut like flailing daggers into the skin, leaving bones and joints to succumb to the maddening icy grip of winter’s callous fists....

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