Long Blankness Poems

Cleansings
by Michael R. Burch

Walk here among the walking specters. Learn
inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave
to bone this tightly if their hearts believe
that God is good, and never mind the Urn.

A lentil and a bean might...

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A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his...

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The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The picture in question, it burst with suggestion, for lines that...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems (I)

These are poems about World War II and the Holocaust, which is also called the Shoah in Hebrew. 



Epitaph for a Child of the Holocaust
by Michael R. Burch

I...

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Kindly stick to digging pineapples in the future as magic dust particles can really only spring up in defense patterns. And is it really wise to deal cards in a high tide. Deliver not an...

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UNFATHOMABLE CONFLICT

How nice to wake up in the morning
and admire the golden sunlight,
peeping through the white clouds,
listen to the melody of a birdsong. 

For weeks, I was in blankness,
numbed and stupefied, unable
to feel, think, cry...

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Darkness clouds my mind like a shadow of despair
My soul escapes me swiftly like a running mare
Galloping into the night, I’m left not the same
My thoughts elude me yet I track them like madness
I pursue...

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It calls me closer, its calls me near
'Just once and it'll be over'
Death whispers in my ear
Irresistible is its sweet entice
Staring down, which one to slice, 
I observe my previous tries
My unseen hurt and earlier...

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There dwells another man in my mirror and it’s not me
The obvious differences, between us, I want the people to see.
The man in my mirror  is bitter and sulks all day and night
Have tried...

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Kim (one of my BFF) brightened with inspiration, “Oooo! Send him a sexy pic!”
“I’m NOT going to sext a guy out of the BLUE,” I grumbled, indignantly.

Kim turned to her phone, “No, No, of COURSE...

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I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language. "Richard Peck"


Each living being has a birth-to-death cycle,
Existence is steered by pulses above our feeble,
Despite our tries, time neither ceases...

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I lie, 
on my large comfort bed.. 
counting seconds,
syncing my heartbeat,
with the tick of the great white clock,
above my head. 
What I'm thinking, 
even I do not know..
Clouds have formed on my thoughts...
Fogs have scathed...

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I cradle and rock him,
He's so fragile a thing in my arms,
So perfect, so innocent,
So unlike his mother.
His mother was broken and wicked,
A being rotten from within,
But I had loved her still.
It was foolish, I...

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My mother was a life-long keeper of photo albums. 
She had several of them saved from her youth 
filled with black and white faded to yellowy-grey 
family photos of long-dead relatives 
posed around a new...

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shivering teeth the ceiling’s descent,
the drunken spongy borders of
dim imagined soggy pulsing
images in foggy spots,
exhalation and the sound of exhalation,
sense as the center of dampening paper
surrounded by our soft cocooning breath.
the shrieks are streaked across...

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Lying against the floor,
The faces I love stood upon me,
Hypnotised by images that I adore,
The brightest of light envelopes the scenery,
Gazing against gravity as I evaporate,
An intense emotion submerged,
A vibration noticed, it escalates,
Espied my last...

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As we speculate the clear evening sky
Iridescent with gems, which we call stars,
Alive in our hearts stir the endless dream
To unwind and solve the puzzles of Earth-
The unfathomed vastness of cosmic space.
Since time began, this...

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I got a bad review,a terrible review 
"Give it up" it said
Please stop writting, you stupid fool
We don't want to read anymore of your shit
Your wasting your time
Your poetry's crap
Can't even spell, punctuations non existent
So...

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i'd remembered you why it was 
that august week dazed i suppose 
you were the meek i'd settled beyond 
the graveness that shattered my senses 
unable to feel taste or even smell 

my eyes glowed...

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Rock solid 

    your rock solid...
  you  block all emotion. 
You've learned that love is something that can tear a person and leave them open. 
You Won't let anyone get...

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“The shadow is the greatest teacher for how to come to the light.” — Ram Dass


A spring that never runs dry of life's water
Style is void of people and full of air and matter.
In stillness,...

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Lost...
I am dormant on the ground
 In a dark alley not to be found.
A board opposite me writ in red, 
Lifeless I am, please no tip,
money I have, but my soul
deserted me, thats why I...

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Falling out from the pit of his sleep,
Robin sits himself up, on the edge of his bed.
Dragging his body to the austere bathroom,
Facing the mirror, blankness just filling his head.
He looks at himself, so tanned...

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Along the glass of a lazy stroll, 
The jar popped open the doctor, 
Or so I thought, ‘cos attachment, 
Honour and protection was proctor. 

Amis of gel, congruence and ear, 
No disk did move my...

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Does anything even have a meaning?
What are we fighting for here in this town?
What's changed in a year?
And why does it even bother?

Here I am; welcome to me
A semester behind schedule and skating by on...

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