Long Ajar Poems

Birdsong
by Rumi
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Birdsong relieves
my deepest griefs:
now I'm just as ecstatic as they,
but with nothing to say!
Please universe,
rehearse
your poetry
through me!



I choose to love you in silence
by Rumi
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I...

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In the bottom of the ocean
Is where my heart lies
Abide by my side, my devotion 
Is lost in the crowd of gals and guys 
Don't make me wait my turn to receive rationality 
Don't make...

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine...
his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 

No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky (me)
revisits his salmagundi salad days, 
when oral blight smote 
left...

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De ja vu is seen right before my 7 senses...don't listen to the cries of lies...
Complete me...don't leave me empty - let my 6 become 7 (complete me) This bothersome feeling of disbelief intensifies -...

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Like a Phoenix, I rise up from the ashes of my past 
Your beautiful tune mended the Earth with exquisite mirth 
Like a runner, I'm running forward to the finish line oh so fast 
You're...

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***Part 1 of the series, Not Focused (written entirely by J.W. Earnings)***

Resurrect my hushed, pleading voice from the dead
Give me Your water and nourish me with serenity 
Renew my rejoicing spirits, wholesome like bread 
Wandering...

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Please help yarn hexed door neighbor...

Yours truly pinned down by invisible 
vestiges of coronavirus and
getting attacked from angry plague 
of buttons, plus huge spools of yarn
grossly mistook me for human sock 
to seal and line...

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While flying through a cloudy sky, a blank and thoughtless glance
Exposed to me this big old house, so brief, and quite by chance.

I’d seen enough to know that it was large, and very grand,
A place...

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He wondered with horror how so many memories, so many forms to be branded on his skin and engrave there.

Then the wet rattle of a twisted throat, and he beats his last breath to his...

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#w/thisrebellioninside~

Seems you’re abiding by his side, side, side, my love
I tried to save you from giving in, but I had to save me 
Appears I’ve been crucified, now I hide like a wingless dove
I’ve fought...

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Opening the Drawer 
Letting out my there's-my-phone Roar

Destined to live life to the fullest
Relevant determination of the writer flows in my good blood
Envy not, competition - so be it
Amphibious animals corner me as if I'm...

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When it comes to us, we want to break free from despondency
When it comes to me, I don't want you to be angry at me
So, I look up to the rivers of dimensions for my...

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MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE AND  THE 
WEREWOLVES OF SLOVENIA

While walking on a path sublime
accustomed to at times, when I'm
just going neither here nor there--
   but all content to only passing time;

from my Chateaux not...

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This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
   The 1st HALF can be...

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for Ronald Hindmarsh-Midwood 
                               ...

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~title was made by KAP and poem made by me (=~

If you want to be a rainbow to the rain,
You must believe and to hop on its train
If you replace sorrow with happy, wonderful days,
The...

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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 tandem with stubby facial gristle
har reckon noah kisses
 
 ...

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You rock me wildly
 To the black rhythms of juju music from the radio;
 Drinking horn in hand.
 Not too drunk to tread
 The course of blue, warmth
 And moaning shadows behind batiste curtain.
 Waves...

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"Monsieur L'Vampyre Meets the Werewolf"
While walking on the path sublime
accustomed to at times, when I'm
just going neither here nor there--
   but be content to only passing time;
from my Chateau near Poitiers,
I happened to...

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THREE WITCHES A LOVE SONNET


Three ancient, rotten, horrid, witches 
just awoke from their daytime snore,
These evil, reeking, damaged, sisters,
Cursed the land for thirty-five score.

As they hobbled down stairs 
they stammered and coughed,
Till they reached the...

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Mother’s dirty offender seeded life that demanded nurture, demanded attention….
Demanded unforeseen fate
Twins, thrust upon her…. strained to love, and yet…. 
This happening urged her to live

Her head lifted, agitated,
Soaked from head to toe in the...

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"Play the audio is in accord with the dramatic monologue," ... by the Poet

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Chapter 3: College Preparation

My freshman year started quite smooth
Touch football broke my leg
My luck we had a tennis coach,
That brought things down a peg!

My algebra was like a dream,
Played tennis, found it fun,
And Science Fairs...

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When I was young, my father wrote poems, lovely poems, in Yiddish.
In one poem, he called me, his only son, his 'kadish'l, the one who would recite the Kaddish, the Prayer for the Deceased, for...

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I’m dancing without a care in the dark of night
I need a shoulder to lie on and I need support as I fight the good fight
Your goodbyes were reduced to lies
Your farewells were wicked lullabies
I...

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