Long Breasted Poems

Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,
you climb, skittish kite...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there,
so that all that remains is to
fall?

Only a...

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Poems about Things that Break III
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old...

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she  rose from depths of his despair
followed an artistic youthful 
                       D
...

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Spring equinox arrives March 20th, 2023 at 5:24 PM

Despite what outside temperature registers
(even absolute zero), the official arrival
of spring occurs, when thee eel hip tic
of coe phish hunt holy Mackerel
becomes tangential to barenaked ladies 
barren...

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For years I was an aspiring singer, performing in trendy nightspots,
And I sang my heart out each evening, in all of the local hotspots.

Among the enthusiastic locals, at long last I'd made myself a name,
As...

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The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the strengthening light, 
In its deliberate and unconcerned   ...

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    Sponsor : Tom Woody 
Contest : Black Hole Love
Submitted:   16/7/25

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“Love embodies in millions of forms and frequencies, not all known. Its intrinsic nature is detachment, with eventual dissolution into...

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This is the motivation behind why individuals look for Men's Petticoats progressively step by step. 

Notwithstanding, you need to work out control while styling a petticoat. Something else, an idiot proof style like this can...

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I wonder if Pops will lie out in his trademark bell-bottoms—faded denim flares that split the air like his cool, bending time, making room for his strut as if the horizon would yield to his...

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People once said I was a homebody, and I guess that was me,
Often curled up with a good book, I loved watching movies.

Like blooms of sunlit meadows, are joyful where they stand,
Stained in the world...

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THE SHUNS OF LIFE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


This poor bloated woman, after nine months of inflamation
Dropped me off at the maternity ward, a brand new creation
She ejected me without a second thought or hesitation
Unburdening her of guilt...

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Last night
R. D. Laing
re-searched for his original Politics of Experience.

This political research
transubstantiates through sensory-neural communion
of felt right-brain experience 
re-gained through integral therapeutic re-lateralship
with MotherEarth's here re-nowed
cooperative/competitive rhetorical events
empowering further synergetic re-search...

Then Patrick J. Deneen
responded with...

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A handsome rooster with red-breasted feathers, soft and lustrous,
and a head covered with golden plumage,
was too unhappy to sing about his age,
so he embarked on a long journey, sadly departing from his friends.  


Thousands...

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I am strange—so strange
that I self-destructed and don't regret it.
—Jaun Elia, translation by Michael R. Burch

The wound is deep—companions, friends—embrace me!
What, did you not even bother to stay?
—Jaun Elia, translation by Michael R. Burch

My nature...

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We are evolving towards a higher level of conscience! all of us
You and me 
There is no escaping this truth 
There are no poles to climb out of this reality. 
We are in a changing...

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Drink the Namibia Countryside 

Namibia a West African country, on the Atlantic coast
Namibia’s beauty is wonderfully surreal and alluring,
With endless savannah and bushland 
With most stunning landscapes in Africa, 
with acres of ocean shores, woodland...

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Dark Side of the Sixties

peace brother hey man i just scored some bennies it’s really far out i’m speedin like a mother wanna buy some you won’t get busted i know this cat who’s tight...

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Across the land this morn, a roll of light 
Gave birth to shadows, cast from chalky hills
The larks ascended, sang away the night
Vibrated sky to waking with their trills
‘Tis Summer; round the circle swirls the...

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I miss the nuances of daily life
while weeks are frozen in this quarantine.
I miss the lost normalcy of my days
in all aspects, obvious and unseen.
I miss turning my head to read the spines
of the novels...

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there are some parts of your personality
you must never look at
or Aristotle's logic will pay you a visit
for a 15th century anatomy lesson
an eye for an eye a throat for a throat
gargoyle armies hovering overhead
tongue...

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Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting...

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Clad in his double-breasted royal toga
Filled of nothing but pride and anger
His face as grim as a Pallbearer’s
His gaze dreadful and fearful like that of 
A raging rattlesnake about to strike
His eyes crackling charcoal fire-red
His...

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I received a re-invitation email this morning. A ‘come on, why don’t you want to?’ note that struck me as odd. See, I’ve been ‘tapped’ for a couple of final clubs at Yale. It can...

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he sits in back of the class
                            ...

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Timid guy is turning right
                              ...

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