Long Burrows Poems

Winter Awakens My Care
anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter awakens all my care
as leafless trees grow bare.
For now my sighs are fraught
whenever it enters my thought:
regarding this world's joy,
how everything...

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PRELUDE.
When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem
Old English Poem (i.e., Anglo-Saxon Poem) from the Exeter Book, ca. 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this sun
and...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem - Part II
anonymous Old English Poem from the Exeter Book, circa 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this...

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Tim’s father had been a refugee once he put down his fight and his gun

The story is that he embarked on the very last ship leaving East Prussia

Under siege tanks and bombs from above fireworks...

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Through shadowed trails beneath the moon’s cold stare.
     Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace in my gut
     No slumber dreamt; no...

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The moral mortgage of mice and men 

Yours truly quite astute,
especially regarding cute
little field mice, also known 
as meadow voles,
which imprecation one doth emote,
when aforementioned animal burrows inside
leaving pellet size poop in their wake
suddenly presenting...

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Today August 29th, 2021 sluggishness dogs yours truly

Forecasting to thunderous applause
fast as greased lightning draws
upon futuristic atmospheric gewgaws
hot air emanates out these slackened jaws
spluttering courtesy indentured maws
armed with four footed tall paws
gesticulations resembling horizontal seesaws....

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Picture portraits of us together in the placid plantation of peacefulness that is lit with emotionally righteous wit
Pleasant sounds fill me up and thrill me…ascends my frown into a smile 
Going back to my roots...

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Broken dreams don't die. 
They bleed. 
They cry out for somebody to believe, believe me everybody cries sometimes. 
Even me 

Have you ever wondered what happened to those dreams we ignore 
Do they turn into...

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The tender ceremony with full honors welcoming baby light faeries was tastefully
And artistically played out on midsummers eve, an ethereal night, it would seem.
Her parents, and grands were dressed in full colonial faerie attire. They...

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Moonbeams shine, sprouting sepia stars
Her heart's deepest recesses
Glow in the waves of a rose lake
Views that enliven the pulse of the nerves
Fairy tones bestow fragrance
Clouds of jasmine chilled and orchids nipped
Silky brown lips spoke in...

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Under the depths below the deep 
     of this Atlantic Ocean,
live the lobsters that crawl and creep
     with an articulated motion.

They thrive on the ocean’s sea floor,
...

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Mystic sounds move slowly against  the face of the cragged purple mountains.  Towers of lost forgotten cities peek seductively through canopies of age old trees.  Grey mists hide millennia of secrets behind...

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I once was a grand and old oak tree,
Wearing my crown with shades of green.
A protector of fields, a watcher of night.
I stood with my pride, till the mornings soft light.

I watched the burrows, and...

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“Worm! Your honor; 
Witness the decline of the American Dream, 
a demise right on time. “
I surmise…
The death of democracy, 
our blind rage for insane things. 

Lies are truth and fiction is Fact. The blind...

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There is an ancient sadness that runs through you,
Creeps through your core,
Burrows deep,
Bound fast with rotting roots,
The sorrows and sufferings of your ancestors,
Immovable in decay,
A proud heritage,
Of hypocrites,
Heretics,
And the occasional martyr,

You know them still,
Lain beside...

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When I get tired of the concrete and tar
there’s a place I can go, and not travel far,
that hasn’t been touched by progress at all;
nature stands still beneath gums growing tall.

And in amongst shadows with...

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“Wandering through empty and crowded streets with no destination in sight and sleeping under the sky with the fire burning inside was my life, the life of a vagabond. Survival is a funny game and...

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Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres...
where Lassie free to run across petco junction 

All across the webbed
wide esse Scott's landed wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets harbor untold
burrows of tiny Leprechauns clover
(leaf) ways grant trifold
wishes if...

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Smell The Season Sunshine


     Sunlight sparkles dance a fervent ballet on the lake waking up summer 
     solitude.
     
    ...

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Ever since the times of enlightenment obfuscating harmonious balance
Romantic love has taken a back seat in the absurd theatre of minds

My light my mind my empathy bonds and my unconditional passion
have been shrouded in darkness...

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The prism had reflected a crumbling schism of broken glass for far too long

A mosaic with sharp spikes and edges imprinted on a breaking point of shards

Copious cornucopia scattered over a trapdoor of lost fragments...

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That gilded cage
with its…
heavy quilted,
ironclad armour 
is Home 
to her soul

She's been busy
racking up layers
while her soul burrows 
deeper 
and deeper 

yielding to the cage's allure

as it whirls through
timeless wormholes 
birthed by life's orbit


Her soul...

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The cold would just as soon you didn't make it home
Till spring, when frozen bodies thaw,
Gaunt coyotes bless their stars and drag you off.

The only thing that's stirring in the crystal strath
Is deep beneath
Waiting for:...

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