Long Beading Poems

THIS WORLD OF DEW

This world? 
Moonlit dew
flicked from a crane's bill.
—Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Seventy-one?
How long
can a dewdrop last? 
—Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Dewdrops beading grass-blades
die before...

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Book 2
“Next we will use and abuse, the wedge of doubt.  To place a misgiving, a slight of hand, an apprehension into the day,  to mold the day thoughts of these apes, these...

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Pasha Acremodios grew greedy,
discontented with the domain he dominated,
so he turned covetous eyes toward Farabia,
sending his soldiers to seize this ripened plum

Spoiling for a fight and fighting for spoils,
his army swept across Farabia
like a bloody...

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World War 1 

The Sergeant

The rose cannot compete
with the sweet smell of death,
only her image can forgive.
 Laid upon the silence
of another boys coffin,
which hides this journey in life.

Your shame will not bring him back.
So...

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Tears fall, soundless memories, silent as dew,
Struggling from the morning’s gentle eyes, clawing
Through the promises, feelings blooming,
Like the blessings of roses, soft petals bathing
In the sun’s clever glare… 

As she erases the silence, the dew,...

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""Papa" "What about Spring ... ? 



"I don't know Son?"


Killdeer' draw you away from their nest, Bluebirds holler to all about it, hungry Father Fox he knows about it ... .


Kinder yes I think much...

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rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving
its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic,
a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags
hitting tree tops, branches, leaves old and new. Boughs
sagging with the...

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FREE VERSE VI

Reason Without Rhyme
by Michael R. Burch

I used to be averse
to free verse,
but now I admit
YOUR rhyming is WORSE!

But alas, in the end,
it’s all the same:
all verse is unpaid
and a crying shame.



What the Poet...

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                        Ella peripherals the scene, 
instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.)
An onlooker,...

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~ (~) About a teaspoon it takes me in the morning-coffee-that-is. (~) ~


~ (~) Cream more, sugar, a little-less, though truly I still do prefer my cup fresh brewed... its 
superb when piping hot you...

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A Polite Warning. The Following poem is somewhat steamy. Not explicit, but explicit in
inference. If this sort of thing offends you, then please be considerate and don’t read
it. Thank you. 

Naked Flamenco

( A sultry summer...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause a clap in the sky. But half a cup of...

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I was stuck in traffic
Just the other day
When a certain feeling hit me
In a most horrific way

I felt a pressure building
It's happened more than once
But the fact I didn't learn
Made me feel just like a...

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John B. Jackson
1880-1911

Norma knew.
Norma, my erstwhile friend of a thousand hunts;
Only she knew the feel of my beading thumb,
As we sought out promising locales, and
Our clever quarry, from points near and far.
From the salty marshes...

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When I look at the Nile or Niger
My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder 
As currents daringly flow on each iconic river 
Every fountain has wealth embedded in its waters
Each mountain, sealed by...

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Strangers undulating with rhythmic ease 
Igniting the air with ecstasy 
While lights flash in spectacular colour 
Hot breath creates an intensity 
Of steam rising up through delirious sound; 
While damp, red silk caresses my skin...

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Brenda and Banron bounced slowly on his boat
as the brilliant sun sparkled brightly on the glistening water.
Big and burly he was the boy she sought after in her book.
She smiled bravely as his battered pole...

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""Pearls

Summers, 
sweet... warm-
those-bygone-days-
long; strung-out-
tucked-each-
one right-
there-set-
just-left-
of the-
middle-
everyday,
each; just-
like-the other 

Lord-carry-
them-before-
me-merely, 

and-always; 
their-peace-
to remember."


"Peace the fluency, 
surety; purity screw-
the-wealth bulky it's-
only-collateral damage.


Expected He chuckles-
He-must I believe-
often; the-Holder-
of-time... .


His patience; 
vision, faith-placed-
solely-mid-this-simple-
inclusion; His-grace.""
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~ (~) Sweet-summer days yes willing...

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I'm in the house all alone.
 (She is no where near alone in this house.)
I hear the ringing of the phone.
 (And believe me its not just a mere mouse.)

I answer, but oddly there is...

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I'm in the house all alone.
 (She is no where near alone in this house.)
I hear the ringing of the phone.
 (And believe me its not just a mere mouse.)

I answer, but oddly there is...

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I love beading, I love making gifts and jewelry to sell.  I had a project in progress, beading a bracelet, but I ran out of thread a few thousand times and in the process...

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We were like smoke rings in the way that our bodies curled around one another, wisps of lovers' cries intermingled with the ecstasy we once discovered
We were all arms, legs, hands and fingertips, two people...

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The daughter of a professional seamstress, I am a tactile learner,
I have to feel the possible fabric to make a decision.
If it is rough like linen or denim, I am not a fan.
I like flowing...

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Trace an outline
blending shade into the gaps between 
the teeth chewing on age-old leather
hungry for more

The empty spaces highlight
the contrast in a wrinkle 

Pieces of skin burnt
hanging off the brow 
disintegrate 
dripping as if wet...

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