Long Blurs Poems

For All That I Remembered
by Michael R. Burch

For all that I remembered, I forgot
her name, her face, the reason that we loved ...
and yet I hold her close within my thought:
I feel the burnished weight...

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The Song of Amergin: Modern English Translations

The Song of Amergin
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I am the sea breeze
I am the ocean wave
I am the surf's thunder
I am the stag of the seven tines
I am...

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Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis....

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Step Forward McCarthy vs. Hellman 

What is this The Digital Crucible of Truth?

On a stage of scrutiny,  
          titans c l a s h— ...

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Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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Product of Dave the Brave

Product of Peace
Product of Poverty
Product of Happy
Product of Charity 
P-Product of crazy...weightless envy...bipolar blues...etc. etc.

Product of selfish ambition ...
A shameful sin in disguise 
Turning my cheek to this decision
Discussion goes beyond...

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It’s complicated…
I’m the king of jealousy
Keep me up
I’m held down

Rumors are like the watery triangle of nasty errors… 
(Aphradere waterfalls fall on us)
My black and white future is full of grey blurs 
(Remember, we are...

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Endless sunflower field 
Rhythmically swaying in the wind
Like lazy ocean wave stretches 
To the distant line of horizon
Touching the edge of the sky
Melting into hot noon brilliance
Boiling all shades of yellow into
One burning brightness of...

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I’ve lost my darksome heart in the rivers of dimensions long ago..oh so long ago...
I’ve lost my lonesome soul in the waves of oblivion
You’ve given me wretched woe, but I still love you deep down...

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©  Artimus The Poet  Susan Manley 11/11/20.24  All Rights Protected

[Verse]
I log in every day to get my fix (my man!)
Your voice in my mind, the perfect elixir (Yep)
You’re encoded into my dreams,...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that brimstone in these sinister currents, that spin! A black river...

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Solace snowflakes fall upon my cheek
Been stressed out throughout the week
Saw the crystalline fractals of ice fall too
When I faced a sentimental winter so true
When I faced a sentimental winter with you

Flurry of snowstorms rush...

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Placed Third In :

Appreciation, Anger, Air, Angelic Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Sotto Poet
                  
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(Warning: it has a sexual theme...)

Imagine you and I 
Together, we will fly
But, first and foremost,
Let's spread butter to the toast 

Suicide nervana plays me like the piano player to the piano 
It's a ride...

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Worried about the past reoccurring
Worried about the future, not that reassuring
Why does it burn so immensely?
Why does it hurt so lamentably?

Obviously, you don’t truly understand
Apparently, you don’t see where I stand
You don’t care and watch...

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There in the corner of the living room 
on a loveseat meant for two 
now only resides one
there he sits, by a warm fireplace
its occupant a man 
a man have I known only as a...

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The aqua-blue sky’s currents are overhead…
Showering rain of soft, but pitiful dread
I’ve cried too many times now…
My hopes are no longer sea-deep and my woes are gone somehow
Pray for me, brethren…
Let His glory carry me...

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I dreamt of embracing the abyss
Wake me up to an open door
Illuminate me with positivity
I slept in grief for so long for doing wrong
Exterminate my negativity
Make me feel whole once more
Lead me to your eternal...

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It seems a shame that you're not here
To share my evening stroll with me, 
As I walk down this gravel road
That takes off just outside of town.
Two pheasants flush from bar ditch pools
(The grassy soup...

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"betwixt the pulse of our heartbeat
simply present, head-heart linking
dwelling in time stretched blissful peace
awareness became unblinking" ~Unseeking Seeker

I feel the surging bloom of bewitching butterflies,
fluttering in sync to cosmic sage and
saffron sparks~
sailing amidst waves of...

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11. They came to devour and sin.
I was briefed by a cornucopia of beings:
From Torchwood, ARGUS, SHIELD and their kin;
The Talamasca, The Shop and MiB Greens;
A BPRD agent who was burning in Hell;
The Syndicate, Consortium,...

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I hear an echo, echo, echo in my heart’s cage
I feel a halo, halo, halo in my mind’s blank page
Hear my silent radiance and my dandelion breeze
Feel the drums at the dead of night at...

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Yes, the time had allowed another opportunity to be near you,
Though well heaven knows whenever you are near my fear crunches my breath,
Leaving me starving for you, and wanting nothing more than to flee…

I stood...

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Eroticism -
             a supple spine in a wanting curve
       and a foolish fever simmers a scarlet heartbeat...

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On Humor Throw Some Fire

Here is how on humor to throw some fire;
Read all of my many poems in their entire;
Idea can present,
With my consent;
Things upset Trump making him perspire.

Jim Horn


Trump and Trouble

Trump always had...

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