Long Ballooned Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems VI



An Illusion
by Michael R. Burch

The sky was as hushed as the breath of a bee
and the world was bathed in shades of palest gold
when I awoke.

She came to me with the sound...

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Rejection Slips

With over 5,700 publications if I count poems that have gone viral, I suppose I shouldn’t complain … but I do have some poems that have never been accepted for publication. Here are a...

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Fretfully aching to feel fit as a fiddle

After experiencing a severe,
albeit violent near lethal bout
of irritable bowel syndrome
(yesterday night August 30th, 2023)
triggered courtesy dulcolax caplets plus 
healthy portion of lentils,
I (a beatle browed, foo fighting,...

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Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened

When a boy,
I wanted to be as tall as my father
(he passed away October seventh
two thousand and twenty
linkedin to congestive heart failure),
who stood at his prime
about six feet and...

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Plagued with lifelong lower gastrointestinal Sturm und Drang

Ever since a young lad
irritable bowel syndrome
in my humble pinion wracked
lower abdominal area 
gurgled and ballooned gastrointestinal tract
(similar to following Colonoscopy preparation
slated for January 24th, 2024
at Phoenixville Hospital)
posterior...

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She was a young woman named Cassidy,
and she was not really lacking for looks,
the type of girl who liked the party scene,
would look at her phone, but not that much at books.

She had only reached...

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I had a love, but it flew like a bird
out of the cage but never heard.

I had a voice that spoke with tenderness,
rendered softly, but now I digress.       

I...

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Fifty nine inch tall wife
once willowy wisp
postmenopausal galloping gourmandiser
playboy centerfold girly
figure ain't no mo,'
which superfluous weight deterrent,

love life yours truly
took Kamikaze nosedive
arousing, exciting, stimulating...
as romancing the stone statue,
but seen thru Tom 
gobbler beady eyes

butterball babe...

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Kurt dangled on a bangled teardrop crying for muted vision

Braced for superficial insight as the surface mirrored the cracks

Tension was his life line for he longed for shedding his fears

But nightmares thoroughly punctured his resilient...

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my curtain flickered furiously to the beat of an ever increasing new day
my hands all withered like a weather beaten out of season holiday
my eyes sunk down to the pit's of last night's cringe worthy...

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With many skeletons in her cupboard
But to injurious fists offering a springboard;
With wonderful ways of dodging her enemy’s horn:
The stopping of a fight before a life is torn
Its most enduring and smartest idea,
Raising the millions...

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Anxious in Ancona (1)

His plan, as he’s boarding his baldachined barge
en route for the easterly sea,
(arthritis allowing) is giving it large,
but the pain is as bad as can be:
though Rome is his home, he must...

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One  more drink and just my essence 
remains. My speech is owned by another
and my body moves beyond my control.
I can smell my ego and taste my vileness.

I walk the road of champions and...

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Leverage your preamble yes you almighty you
The dawn is showing with no silky waves nor satin ripples dare to stand and welcome the upcoming morning dew
There'll be no cover and no shining armour would be...

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Memories of Love – Ten Words

Love like a twirling tempest, 
whirled us to an uncharted shore 
of unbridled, sublime, sensuality,
gifting me with moonlit memories 
that would never be forgotten.

How I savored those kisses from your...

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Contemporary Ode To A Mother Crying Out
         To Her Children…2015

Sprawled out on life’s stage,
her world turns and runs
river red with the blood of her children:
flowing like a...

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The family ties are frayed by a festering wound
The siblings are fighting over their parent’s will,
The oldest brother a younger sister has impugned.

As fighting continued, another sister was marooned
Months have passed and the arguments rage...

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Becoming is never about being
Leverage your preamble whenever you feel all mighty
For the dawn is showing its humongous appearance
With no silky waves nor satin ripples
To cushion the heat protruding permeating pulsating through and through
Into that...

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Mosiac Black Panther

There is a mosiac black panther caged in my warm breast
Does what's his name even have a clue there's a yearning in my brain I know?
For a long endless time of mine, know...

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Fat you were, beyond description.
Jabba the Hut had nuthin' on you.
From a scruffy little Brillo-pad sized stray
Your appetite ballooned you
To an incontinent continent of feline adiposity.

A fur covered Butterball turkey
With attitude
You never failed to fall...

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I’ve come back to that place 
where bumbles bounce and blooms bedazzle -
a place that ought to be one of happy recollections,
for it is so pretty here. . . even now,
and the air so fragrant.

Despite...

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When we first MET, you were so young and FAIR,
A hundred twenty POUNDS in your underWEAR.
We tied the KNOT, and the next thing I KNEW,
Your weight ballooned UP to 300 and TWO!
Your weight GAIN ended...

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An oppressive still
has settled the morning.
The gray water of the bay
is as motionless as concrete.
I would like to float from here
but cannot find lift
even on the breath 
of these words, 
they remain stuck on a...

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 ~~~~~*~~~~~

Philippines ballooned and floated over poverty
Population exploded and still exploding molding the humanity
And reached 101,833,938 mortals in the society
With just a matter of 115,830 sq. miles
Approximately 879 Filipinos in every square mile
Really just a...

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Dust
by Michael R. Burch

Flame within flame, 
we burned and burned relentlessly
till there was nothing left to be consumed.
Only ash remained, the smoke plumed
like a spirit leaving its corpse, and we
were left with only a name
ever...

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