Long Boozy Poems

At Tintagel
by Michael R. Burch

That night, 
at Tintagel, 
there was darkness such as man had never seen...
darkness and treachery, 
and the unholy thundering of the sea...

In his arms, 
who is to say how much she...

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The Pictish Faeries
by Michael R. Burch

Smaller and darker
than their closest kin,
the faeries learned only too well
never to dwell
close to the villages of larger men. 

Only to dance in the starlight
when the moon was full
and men...

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I got friggin heebie jeebies

Cuz buzzards circle o'er me
eyeing these lovely bones prithee
id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si
hence impossible mission 
to be lovey dove vee.

Vague remembrances of dream  
which recurred with frequency
transfixed by...

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Always cold in the morning, this kitchen is warmed now
With a roaring fire and my wife working beside me making just desserts
We stand here two hours this afternoon doing one of our projects
Cooking soup and...

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China charges 1 million annually
For each panda in our zoos
If we won't pay in full
Then the pandas we will lose
Nasty Panda's the exception
No one wants him here or there
He was paid 1 million dollars
To abscond...

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They Riot.
They revel in frank spotlight, 
getting drunk in a boozy blitz. 
You can find them wrapped in the lush covers of pure linen on Sunday mornings, 
their madness of headaches and chills covering their...

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I remember living in one room dingy and dire 
with old lino on its rotting wooden floor. 
I remember crystallised spit dangling from guard at the fire; 
as mother cleaned, he'd only honk the more....

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To my dearest dear…
Waited! Waited! And Waited!
Long-time yet no reply
How are you? Where are you?
Since November you didn’t called back.
Writing for you once again
Just with that hope you will answer me back. 

All these days...

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II-Marie

It was two full days after this charade
when Marie was told the grim news,
her ex-husband had been shanked in prison,
killed by two illegal alien youths.

When she went down to the funeral,
she was greeted by the...

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It’s 5pm and sunny in Ohio, 40 degrees
and dropping,
by dusk it will be grey turning to red
then black.

Where is the oyster shell now?
The heavenly picture
of a pale spume-tickled .
An unmarried Tudor lady
applies more cosmetic beeswax
to...

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Happy , there was a time when I was happy,
I am not going to make this sappy,
But I have to write what comes to mind,
And hope it does it with a rhyme.

Now you know who...

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After traffic backup and teen crack ups,
my friends and I park and toward today’s lark,
through gate, stamp and bracelet I race
greeting other friends with new to make.

Amid fried onion reek and the compete
smell of fresh...

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Trying to rip that off                              ...

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The village has grown bigger
The way that villages do
Parts  have been demolished
And parts of it are new.
The Hotel has expanded,
Very little is the same,
Except the warm atmosphere 
And they’ve kept the name.

Nearly fifty years...

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Park bench encounter
Old man staring;
Faraway look

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Financial district
Business downturn;
By this fringe

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Stormy evening
Rain flows like oil;
Lightning dazzles

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Lift landing
Blank faces congregate;
Alone together

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Wind on my face
Rushing home;
Rain water wets

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Somnolent interlude
Cricket musical;
Deep dark night

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One by one
Bougainvilleas wither;
Floral carpet

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Pre-war terrace house
Old...

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I met a chap in an English pub and asked from whence he came.
"Harumph! I hail from Piddlehinton", he pompously did proclaim!
"And you sir?", he asked and I proudly puffed out my chest.
"I come from...

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She worked at a boozy ballroom, dancing for 10 cents a dance 
Barely enough to eat and pay her rent in a rundown seedy hotel 
So young, so alone raised by no one but herself...

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Since I can't say the words that I want to use
We r going to have a little fun and light the fuse
I don't give 2 flocks
Wrap that shizit up in a box
Ready to swing on...

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There are these small grassy islands 
in-between the sectional lots of cars;
you would presume that nesting geese 
would select these spaces
above all other less green choices,
but in the mall parking area
where acres of concrete march
toward...

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*Notting else tastes so good
when 
the elegant daylight is still at spree
When
the bloomingblossoms are yet to yield
When
 the earth yawns 'may we live

  ..left to grin.
The hibiscus now smiles in sane,
the boozy sky and...

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Recollections were a little hazy,
His leaving party last night,
Undying friendships sworn,
That last friendly little fight.
Goodbye, Scotland the Brave,
Home of the warrior Clan,
The Batter Fried Mars Bar,
The Rangers footie fan,
Cool pints of Heavy
Plates of ‘taties and...

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I went for a walk with an Aardvark
In a forest of beer bottle trees,
Entranced by their gentle swaying,
Hanging and clinking in the breeze;
And I found a top spanner bush
Growing at a convenient height
And me and...

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I went for a walk with an Aardvark
In a forest of beer bottle trees,
Entranced by their gentle swaying,
Hanging and clinking in the breeze;
And I found a top spanner bush
Growing at a convenient height
And me and...

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Life of Lonny McBain

Being home by the fire will ease the strain
from being out in this cold miserable rain
the crackling sparks will shed some pain
making me feel I’m not yet insane. 

Boiling some water for...

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He was my friend 
For just a few years,
Our friendship cemented
Over ciggies and beers,
And chatting up birds
On long boozy nights
And standing back to back
In barroom fights.

We had an arrangement
That we never abused
We drank on credit
In...

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