Long Bathes Poems

Zen Death Haiku

Brittle cicada shell,
little did I know
you were my life!
—Shuho, translation by Michael R. Burch

Returning
as it came,
this naked worm.
—Shidoken, translation by Michael R. Burch

As dew glistens
on a lotus leaf,
so too I soon must vanish.
—Shinsui,...

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Wonderland
by Michael R. Burch
 
We stood, kids of the Lamb, to put to test
the beatific anthems of the blessed,
the sentence of the martyr, and the pen’s
sincere religion. Magnified, the lens
shot back absurd reflections of each...

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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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These are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations …



Will There Be Starlight
by Michael R. Burch 

Will there be starlight
tonight
while she gathers
damask
and lilac
and sweet-scented heathers?

And will she find...

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LOVE POEMS I by Michael R. Burch

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, a first date and dating, a first crush, a first girlfriend and...

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STOLEN ILLUMINATION OF THE STAR

This journey has not been a fanciful adventure, 
we're all settlers in  these dynasty of neo-colonialism 
united only by what divides us. Victims, yes 
victims of civilized inducement, 
terms of...

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They say the one you think of last before sleep,
Is the one you care for the most— the one you wish to hold, admire, love…

The two of us…beings of bravery,
Had labored all the night, 
In...

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Can you see the woman in the window?
                           ...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken and rustle.
Bristlecone pines ever sway slowly,
while pockets of air blush...

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The Age Of Summer Love Was Kismet Kissed
(a Sonnet duet)


Our summer love began in Gemini 
with sultry eves of wooing escapades,
and as the moon did swoon as it drew nigh
my lust you stirred with strumming...

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Sweet Centerless Sixteen
by Michael R. Burch

Inconsolable as “love” had left your heart,
you woke this morning eager to pursue
warm lips again, or something “really cool”
on which to press your lips and leave their mark.

As breath upon...

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WILL YOU?
He takes me on vacation to a resort 
just off the coast of Aruba. The hotel 
room is amazing...everything in it is 
white red and pink. From the 
couches, rugs and comforter on the...

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screwed.bumped.bruised.fingers caressing a flossy silhouette which happens to be a cup of
brewed coffee.savoring its stunning richness while helplessly  drowned in sincere fondness
from its hypnotic scent.better than hell.better than a new-mown hay.better than anything
else that...

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POETIC LYRICS BY Janine Hoops Andress and Renata Andress
(So they're single...so what?)(What better way to celebrate women?)



Poetic Lyrics...and their fools...dost a fool and his easy nickel 
Make sense...any sense?
Poetic Lyrics...and their...

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Aiming for the Stars by Rey
This is a story of a boy who thought best of everything
He never knew that there was no sadness or fear in people
Instead he thought always in the present
Once this...

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I know of a man, a normal man.
He has hair and eyes
and wears clothes and shoes.
He walks, he breathes, he blinks.
He bathes, he sleeps, he eats.

I think I love this normal man
for I, too, have...

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Jesus Christ reveals himself 
              in many ways in the Holy Bible.

          ...

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Mirror

In this mirror asks
Who stands before thee?

Recognize not her
She could not be me

Once before this reflection clear
Stood a maiden young and dear.

Hair flowing, glowing skin smooth and soft
Breasts full and supple  
Lips tender hot.

Desirous...

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Mirror

In this mirror asks
Who stands before thee?

Recognize not her
She could not be me

Once before this reflection clear
Stood a maiden young and dear.

Hair flowing, glowing skin smooth and soft
Breasts full and supple  
Lips tender hot.

Desirous...

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In a dark and barren wasteland, in a black hole of time,
a lonely man that wanders - sorrow eating up his mind.
On his shoulder, troubles weigh, crushing down his soul;
a backpack filled with shattered dreams...

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This is a poem about the University city of Cambridge in the UK , although I have only been there a few times , I decided to write a poem about it. Lord Bryon one...

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He never knew the girl that wrapped her body in self-pity the nights she spent alone with no one else to warm her, blaming herself for every bad thing in her world.

He didn't know the...

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Can you see the radiance in her smile? That beautiful row of white goodness that makes me forget there are other people existing in the world.  Can you see the sensuousness of her skin?...

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Porkpie Jones has brittle bones, and crusted corn-filled toes,

And sleety eyes and bulgy thighs, and brillo pad elbows,

His underarms are typical farms, and reek a barnyard smell,

Its quite the place for creepy, crawly, parasites ...

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I've never been here before 
Why is it so dark? 
This place is unfamiliar, 
So cold and unforgiving, 
I can hear wide open spaces 
And feel something close to me. 

There's got to be a...

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