Long Aglitter Poems

Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the...

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Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us...

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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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Poems about Poems V

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

There is a small cleanness about her,
as though she has always just been washed,
and there is a dull obedience to convention
in her accommodating slenderness
as she feints at her salad.

She...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
upon awaking

is: to Love sometimes
is...

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace
you climb, skittish kite ...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there
so that all that remains is to

fall?

Only...

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Alternately titled: Get out of my head mister chatterbox!

While inside me noggin legions
of monstrous demons abhor
protest being force fed
arcane and obscure
assaying into religious dogma
hence mind chatter goes full bore
thus crafting poem quite a difficult chore,
one...

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Get out of my head mister chatterbox!

Ransacking treasure trove 
of maximum headroom.

To remedy a fate worse than death
or orange hair oaf becoming 
forty seventh president
or contracting one
of several viral diseases named pox
permeate heavy shut tight...

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Gangly Longfellow walled in Thoreau and thru...

Well stocked with
wordsworth lxiii numbered yesteryear
born as predicted by
bubba's zayda longtime seer
while in utero premier
ultrasound detected
smudged embryonic fetus
whoosh auditory proto language unclear
surprisingly enough sounded analogous
to murmuring... huh yepper sonneteer
vaguely...

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Gangly longfellow thoreau and thru...

Well stocked with
wordsworth lx numbered yesteryear
born as predicted by
bubba's zayda longtime seer.

While in utero premier
ultrasound detected
smudged embryonic fetus
whoosh auditory proto language unclear
surprisingly enough sounded analogous

to murmuring... huh yepper sonneteer
vaguely resembling, yes
William...

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She bounced right off the inkling
                             ....

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Athena takes me
sometimes by both hands

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
,upon awaking,

is: to Love sometimes
is like forsaking

one’s Being—to drift
far beyond any thought,

forsaking...

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Get Out Of My Head Mister Chatterbox!

Upon prima facie first blush
me mind's eye all atwitter,
sans long forgotten
"FAKE" sexual exploits
set mum (chrysos anthem) all aglitter,

boot like short order cook I hapt tubby
quickly realized trumpeting collusion,
a near...

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Behind the curtain, and the veil, and the canopy
it's hard to find out what it's really meant to be.
The more you try to sort it out the higher is entropy,
and the most frequent solid answer...

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It was a night of whispered words of love.
His voice caressed me like a romantic song
in the rich tones of an erotic melody
that made me tremble at his gentle touch.
I shall never forget that magical...

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And all the world is aglitter,
                             ...

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American Girls blankly stare
Where shadows lend the mood of dusk
And Harry Potter shares a shelf
With Curious George
Nearby the bed
On which I read
To my young girl …
Dream, sweet baby, sleep—

Now Hokies posters fill the wall
And school...

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Lemons and limes, in whims and rhymes
Reminding you softly of far better times
When the air was clear and the sun was hot
And you wasted your days lying half-dead on the lot

Lemons and limes, reminders of...

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astronomers often describe
the path of their heavenly ride
far off in the distant night sky
defining what's higher than high
luminous wavelength emitters
heavenly hosts all aglitter
lost in gravitational trance
each dancing unique cosmic dance

charted starlight guiding the way
for ships...

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Faeries of the winter,
lacy ice aglitter.

Faeries in the mist,
Mother Nature’s kiss.

Faeries in daylight,
spectral delights.

Faeries on the waters,
Neptune’s lovely daughters.

Faeries in the park,
how the doggies bark.

Faeries in the evening,
gardens they are weeding.

Faeries of the spring,
ethereally singing.

Faeries...

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" I CAN'T HEAR YOU WHEN YOU WHISPER "

you screech one final time, 
so loudly that the walls between us shake

(Listen, listen, listen!)

I repeat, with fresh rebellion
but to you, it's just a whisper
so you hear...

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Cluade, here I am, where your feet have stood
Far from the mountain flung across the sea
Where the poincianna is aglitter, and wood doves brood
On things less tedious than our dark history
O poet laureate, if your...

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Armed with little more than hope,
truth becomes your trusted shield.
For you believe in yourself;
and the confidence you wield.

The City is aglitter,
yet hunger's all too real.
And those flashing neon lights
detract from how scared you feel.

You see,...

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