Long Boned Poems

They expected her to be the jolly fun one.
The one   w e a r i n g   a smile on her face.
So she became.....who they wanted her to be
She was quick...

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Wonderment at existence – mine

a sixty four year old married bloke
born January 13th, mcmlix
under Capricorn sign in general,
and January 13th in particular
who dons online personage
with custom (think 
swiftly tailored harried styled) 
made poetic raiment cloak.

With...

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Wonderment at existence - mine
born January 13th, mcmlix
under Capricorn sign.

With my scrunched  
and bushy furrowed brow
I often ponder precise circumstances 
that linkedin yours truly to be born
tracing back lineage of self 
or arbitrary individual...

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The frontal lobe of Earth's spoken history
bifurcates like Earth's revolving molten axis
co-arising dervish dance
to YangSun's radiant light.

So too my SoulCare
between Left and Right frontal hemispheres
reforms a spinning AlphaPoint of heated human language
for cultural feedback spiral-cycles
of...

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With scrunched and bushy furrowed brow
   I often ponder the precise circumstances
   that any thing 2 be born this way
   as a poker face
Tracing back lineage of self or
...

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I spent my senior year saying I was full 
when all I did was discreetly place food
in the napkin on my lap
A bowl of corn, every other week feed my body
A friend asked me once...

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Wonderment at existence ™

With my scrunched 
and bushy furrowed brow
I often ponder 
the precise circumstances 
that any thing to be born
tracing back lineage of self 
or arbitrary individual 
unpredictable as the dow
reckoning a series of...

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POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 4: BIRTH/EVOLUTION

Simultaneous Flight
by Michael R. Burch

*The number of possible connections [brain] cells can make exceeds the number of particles in the universe. — Gerald Edelman, 1972 Nobel Prize winner for physiology and...

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III.
Christine began crying, Zack vomited,
Klaus couldn’t move as he stared at the mess,
only stammering,“W-what could do this?”
Surely no beat to which they could attest.

Then came a rustling up above the falls,
and their horror transformed into...

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You are the white fence
the blown horn
the fiercest fight
a green pasture at dawn
you are the creek smell ...moss and black-brown peat
glint of light off the trash barrel that blinds the evil driver who hits the...

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What clears the thoughts of grief? 
Will it ever release me out if this confounded chamber of no relief?

With a sour taste of pride,
Your castle has been watered down
Will I ever find myself a thrilling bride?
My...

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Carson Elkund moved slowly through the town,
his eyes darted about, looking around,
looking for trouble he knew was out there,
he was wanted by many, and moved with care.

He had bounties aplenty on his head,
the papers claimed...

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The Story: 

ragged faded 
lady hoarder, 
dumpster-diving 
diva boarder, 
dancin' to the tune 
of her Dandelion Wine. 

milky-eyed maiden, 
peddles paper posies, 
masticating carnivore, 
toothless, useless whore. 
not on her best night! 
not anymore! 

acclimated...

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Some poets write with a rapier blade,
meaning to cut a thing down
to its bare-boned ism.

Others write of fanciful affairs with a voice
as silk is,
to a fair maiden’s slip.

Some write from the void (the out world...

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The day that followed . . . 

Blossomed blue, bright . . . beautiful
	Clouds towering into the heavens
	Wheeling white, wonderful . . . wordless

	
The clouds danced in the expanse
Rolling on a sea of silence
Sailing soft,...

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He'd come west back in forty-nine,
three long years had passed since that time,
and still he mucked 'bout rivers cold,
with pan and shovel, seeking gold.

Fa away from Sutter's Mill,
he'd staked a claim below this hill,
a bit...

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"The Syballine"



Behind closed eyelids
the curtains of the mind
open to silent applause
Sun screens are slick and applied 
shining bright Ultra Violet
a violent Light
all over a body
of work, unseen
words written 
tattooed black
on smooth satin alabaster
beneath piercing opalescent...

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Two guys at the corner of Fifth and Grant,
were looking pretty far down on their luck.
Because their beat-up old station wagon,
just got T-boned by a Ford pickup truck.

The light was green for that station wagon,
but...

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Welcome to the integral states of up and becoming polypathologists,
tautologically
deep MindSense/BodyFeel ecologists
listening graceful co-mentors before gratefully speaking
ecoconscious evolutionaries.

Past Yang political Angers 
recreate Future Yin-Fear of hated economic decomposition,
recession,
depression, etc....

Co-Arising

Past Yang-Truths
recreating Future YinYin Fertility
of WinWin healthy...

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Is this the weekend, by the way?
           (I always think it’s Saturday!)
           Load the kids...

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I want to be the morning kiss on your cheek 
I want to be the sunlight  at your feet 
Feels like a moment  ago and all of last night 
When we talked until...

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hello bartender , please serve me a shot
for what i have done i wish i forgot
i lied to my parents and went to smoke weed
stole money from a friend , when i was lead by...

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Heathens, scamps and thieves were lying in wait around the cove
Could not see them in gray dusk, but Captain Tawny Right felt them
Being an empath, as well as an Irish pirate queen, she was clairaudient.
She...

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Heavy Thirst

The clouds are dark
The clouds are heavy
Heavy clouds bring hope
Heavy hope for rain
Rain to refresh the scorched land
Rain scorched land is bereft of water
Water to quench its thirst
Water for thirsty plants and trees
Trees reduced...

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A Poem [ Viet Nam]
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