Long At bat Poems
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Trump In MotionTRUMP SMELLS B.O.
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO
GOT ME PLACES TO GO
SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING
SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS...
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Categories:
at bat, anxiety, art, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Family PoemsFamily Poems
Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch
There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."
So more than "much, " much more than...
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Categories:
at bat, child, childhood, family, father, father son, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
Where Art Thou Anonymous Benefactor To Offer Me SuccorWhere art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?
Ah... methinks legal tender
could be a boon to help me bolster
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential
commodities sabotaged
at the altar of...
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Categories:
at bat, 8th grade, absence, anger, angst, boy, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
Halloween PoemsIt's Halloween!
Michael R. Burch
If evening falls
on graveyard walls
far softer than a sigh;
if shadows fly
moon-sickled skies,
while children toss their heads
uneasy in their beds,
beware the witch's eye!
If goblins loom
within the gloom
till playful pups grow terse;
if birds give...
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Categories:
at bat, children, grave, halloween, horror, myth, silly, surreal,
Form:
Rhyme
Fahr An' IceFahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch
From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...
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Categories:
at bat, death, drink, fun, humor, humorous, light,
Form:
Light Verse
It's HalloweenIt's Halloween!
Michael R. Burch
If evening falls
on graveyard walls
far softer than a sigh;
if shadows fly
moon-sickled skies,
while children toss their heads
uneasy in their beds,
beware the witch's eye!
If goblins loom
within the gloom
till playful pups grow terse;
if birds give...
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Categories:
at bat, cat, children, evil, grave, halloween, horror, moon,
Form:
Verse
Poems About ChildrenPoems about Children
The Desk
by Michael R. Burch
for Jeremy
There is a child I used to know
who sat, perhaps, at this same desk
where you sit now, and made a mess
of things sometimes.I wonder how
he learned at all...
He...
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Categories:
at bat, boy, child, childhood, children, daughter, family, son,
Form:
Rhyme
The Plural Sky and the Temptation of Its Mirrored Eyes
I melt into the plural sky
its rippling tableaus of tomorrow
underneath open light waves
see-saws the labyrinth
like Delphi tendrils crossing channels
all the changing faces played
automatic, embedded in misty consort
with Hyde-Lees and Yeats
love-crushed oracles
ghostwriting...
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Categories:
at bat, i am, muse,
Form:
Free verse
The Bone Idol[First posted in 3 parts. Intended novel: time never allowed]
Prologue
This, Sir, is the prologue from before our tale begins
About the day our father did succumb to mortal sins
And left behind a man who would...
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Categories:
at bat, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Poems About Fathers and Grandfathers IiPoems about Fathers and Grandfathers II
All Things Galore
by Michael R. Burch
for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr.
Grandfather,
now in your gray presence
you are
somehow more near
and remind me that,
once, upon a star,
you...
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Categories:
at bat, family, father, father daughter, father son, fathers
Form:
Rhyme
The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes
"The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes"
“Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?”
This said to the earnest listener, who views the protagonist with a bon vivant confused expression. To...
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Categories:
at bat, dark, light, muse,
Form:
Narrative
Halloween Poems IiCompleting the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch
Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...
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Categories:
at bat, dark, gothic, halloween, horror, magic, scary, surreal,
Form:
Rhyme
MemorabiliaMy wife and I met more than a few of this type of “shifty wheeler-dealer” during our many years dealing in antiques and collectibles.
...
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Categories:
at bat, sports,
Form:
Narrative
Beary Tales Episodes 25-33, Poet's NotesNote to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved footnotes...
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Categories:
at bat, adventure, appreciation, best friend, blessing, innocence, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Pale Though Her Eyes: Vampire PoemVampire Poetry
Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch
Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot
born of the night
and her heart, of darkness,
evil incarnate
to dance so reckless,
dreaming of...
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Categories:
at bat, dark, death, desire, evil, gothic, grave, horror,
Form:
Verse
Your SanityStuck in place…
Free in space…
you’re insane
I’m as sweet as sugar cane…
Whatever happened to your unique personality?
Whatever happened to your sanity?
Has it transformed to insanity?
I like the way you make me feel
Oh, you don’t...
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Categories:
at bat, anger, angst, appreciation, beauty, change, emotions, encouraging,
Form:
Rhyme
Ol' Babe - Both Audio and Text Versions - W-IllustrationHey…did I ever tell you ‘bout the greatest baseball game,
Or should I say…the one that gave “Ol' Babe” his famous name?
Like several other great ones, there were many hits that day,
And if it hadn't...
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Categories:
at bat, baseball,
Form:
Verse
The Poo Poo BirdThey pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass
They hunted with valor and hope
They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass
They chased it with tackle and rope
Now King Arthur declared in a boisterous...
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Categories:
at bat, abortion, adventure, funny, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Vampires Are Such Fragile CreaturesVampires
by Michael R. Burch
Vampires are such fragile creatures;
we fear the dark, but the light destroys them...
sunlight, or a stake, or a cross—such common things.
Still, late at night, when the bat-like vampire sings,
we heed his voice.
Centuries...
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Categories:
at bat, dark, death, gothic, halloween, horror, lust, night,
Form:
Verse
Rosalia - the Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part TwoRosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Two
Rosalia’s Instruments of Evil and Debauchery
Rosalia needed certain tools or instruments of evil and debauchery to successfully pursue her nefandous plans of bringing the people...
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Categories:
at bat, allegory, evil, halloween, horror, magic, mythology, scary,
Form:
Narrative
Magdalen Christmas Eve Mass 1984Busy time very frustrating watching my
husband and ciro gargano go over the
blue prints over and over again during
the 1984 elections for lake county Daniel
Furlan Bobby Thompson Ernest Fisher Ciro
was looking...
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Categories:
at bat, america, christmas, city, evil, faith, fire,
Form:
Free verse
The Bate's Motel Does Exist - 1st HalfHere's the scoop, friends...like a bunch of my pieces now posted - and coming soon - this is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted...
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Categories:
at bat, humor,
Form:
Narrative
The Crow Bar
"The Crow Bar"
she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and
turned over
replanted
sunnyside down
expunged and
wrung out
eventually,
not totally oblivious,
they...
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Categories:
at bat, love, muse, satire,
Form:
Narrative
Love Has a Southern FlavorLove has a Southern flavor: honeydew,
ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spout
we tilt to basking faces to breathe out
the ordinary, and inhale perfume ...
Love’s Dixieland-rambunctious: tangled vines,
wild clematis, the gold-brocaded leaves
that will not keep their order in...
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Categories:
at bat, desire, longing, love, romance, romantic, romantic love,
Form:
Sonnet
4 Christmas PiecesHow cool this was for this happy couple - a Christmas baby!
A Very Special Christmas
A little...
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Categories:
at bat, christmas, pets, poetry,
Form:
Verse