Long Brassiere Poems

Salve
by Michael R. Burch

for the victims and survivors of 9-11

The world is unsalvageable ...
but as we lie here
in bed
stricken to the heart by love
despite war’s
flickering images,

sometimes we still touch,

laughing, amazed,
that our flesh
does not despair
of love
as...

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Smoke
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within (the din was in) my mind, and I can't say
if...

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Summer Haze
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within (the din was in) my mind, and I can't...

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Erotic Poems I

Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch

Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.


Erotic Errata
by Michael R. Burch

I didn’t mean to love you; if I did,
it came unbid-
en, and should’ve remained hid-
den! 


Mini-Ode to...

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I have a paper due
Last Monday that isn’t quite out of the pen yet, and it’s laying on the desk like
A cancerous growth of my mind
Stress increased, end of the year rush
I can’t seem to...

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Note: "How can there have been such strife in a Morlde` filled with beautiful Music; &
how could there have been beautiful Music such in a Morlde` filled with strife?"  -Soupy 
Sales, 2012.

The 12 Panes...

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Erotic Errata
by Michael R. Burch

I didn’t mean to love you; if I did,
it came unbid-
en, and should’ve remained hid-
den!

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Less Heroic Couplets: Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch

Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.

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Negligibles
by Michael...

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Mandy, am I right in thinking you wear a brassiere.

We just call them bra’s, Paul, cuts out the middleman, and as you can see, yes.

Right, is there any chance I could borrow one of your...

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Jack was sitting poker faced 
With bullets backed by bitches.
Neal hunched at the wheel 
Puttin everyone in stitches.
He was braggin 'bout 
This nurse he'd screwed, 
While drivin through Nebraska. 
Said that when she came,
She honked...

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Like fallen warriors, 
we collapse side by side, 
glistening in the sweaty afterglow.  

Limbs still entangled, 
too exhausted to sing the other’s praise,
we stare at the blades of the bedroom fan 
slowly circling above.

A...

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Sitting having coffee at the classy Brassiere
Everyone is laughing, and they’re speaking niceties
Isn’t it lovely just to sit and chitter chat
Instead of being me in my lonely habitat
Not to be heavy weather, just to be...

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 Homeless, destitute with nothing more then a backpack and cigarettes 
down the rabbit hole she went, no linen tablecloths just stricken wood,  
in a house of ill repute;.
She could not refuse the hunkering...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hills
The kinfolk were drinkin' as they tend to their stills

The longjohns were hung by the chimney with care
No stockings were found, just underwear

The children were nestled...

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2009
NASA confirms the discovery of
Water on our moon above
Not so much that you can see it
But evidence that there sure be it
When we get back to explore moon seas
Will we finally find moon cheese

1985
In Washington,...

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"My Over The Shoulder Bolder Holders"  

so close to my heart, we four could never part
with pounds of mounds in hand 
you tightly redirect, to up stage a grand plan, to enhance, uplift ...

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THE PARK BENCH AT CHRISTMAS

she shed first her hat, gloves and scarf.
later her glamorous coat, leggings and shoes.
she snatched off her dress to catch the eye,
then brassiere and panties but no man partook.

she plucked her...

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   O, the perfumed scent
     of lilac and daffodil
   You'll never replace the stench
     of the repulsive local landfill

   All hail...

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Naked and Revealed, 
Sexy or Lewd, 
What can I do
If I have them on me? 

Inseparable, heavy beads, 
Bulgy with shady teats. 
All you care:
Is it concealed well beneath bra strips? 

Gasping for breath, 
Sharp...

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Off the Wall

When she wore a see through brassiere
It was the end of her whole career
So she wanted to try a new antic
And decided to be a body mechanic.

Why when you see a body like...

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The rib of Eve is fashion's price
A sadistic trap of six-inch heels
Some masochist's torture device

Or for added bust appeal
To wrap the torso so austere
And lift upon bands of steel

The French grandly name the brassiere
Paris, an...

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(This is a fictional poem)

When we go cruising with your girlfriend, I don't like how you drive.
You always watch her big boobs instead of the road and we're lucky to be alive.
Keep your eyes on...

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peppy porcelain puppy poops on the floor
  wacky winged walrus whizzes on the door
enigmatic eonian elephant espies some bamboo
  clever castrated cormorant shrieks yahoo

brassiere-busting bonobo barfs on the table
  maniacal mystic monkey...

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Deja Vu; I believe that's what knowing minds call this anomaly. 
Another Baroque tinged ballroom boasting bona fide blue-bloods.
Poorly feigned elan for the singing dilettante causing the cacophony. 
The ennui in the room due, I'm...

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THAT FRIDAY FEELING

That Friday feeling, like a click of Oz heels,
catching the last balloon home, a sip of wine.
Finally free from a week on call, slipping into
my favorite pair of jeans and a loose brassiere.

That...

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The Lady
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

The lady walks ..
The lady colours
Me bright
The lady in navy slack
And jacket navy
Her blouse is white
Her see through brassiere
Is satin teal I think
Her blush is pink
I want to wink
The lady swings ..
Her scent...

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