Long Cavalier Poems

The emotional, mental and spiritual fallout courtesy Colt Gray

Apalachee High School,
located in Winder, Georgia
witnessed an active shooter,
whereby the alleged lone gunman
(actually just a teenager of fourteen years)
killed four people and injured nine more
the latter hospitalized with...

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Poems about Mothers


Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch

There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."

So more than "much, " much more...

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Erin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...

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Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived in sin,

the others to avoid it. For nowhere
is evidence of...

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Raid versus woe

Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.

Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking...

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Mimi and Mary T.
By

M P Walsh


It was 25 December,
And a snug-warm Christmas day.
The temp was over 50,
The weather: bright, not gray.

But a sadness on this Sunday fair
Perplexed me...what was wrong?
As I left the cape with...

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The Tale of the Unexpected Prince
	I sat in my lonely castle room looking out of the window. The village below was a flurry of activity with peasants going about their busy day. I sighed. I...

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There stood a castle on the summit of a hill
Now fallen to decay, hidden among bushes wild
It perched like an eagle’s nest on the steep hill
It was owned by a Lord, gentle and mild

Blessed with...

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We are all Nameless



What else is there to do
but to tell you who I am,
but most of all,
what I wish to find.

I am not the cavalier of the sun, 
but the caveat of phantasm.

I do...

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"Understood"




My feet stand solemn
grounded they're barefoot 
sinking in the undertow,
feeling what’s real

my toes grip the past

while the slow words 
wash it irrevocably away 
the ego sashays
and hangs that Faust in the wardrobe

Locks it away
turns the...

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I'm barely crawling toward my grave
And lucky to have come this far! 
A life lived mostly not a knave, 
Or specimen in someone's jar.

It's not so easy to stay clear
Of folks who'd label us at...

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I went to a nearby park
to a bench I knew with a view.
Seated there was a fine-looking woman
she had the purest white hair.
Sitting at one end unobtrusively, I at the other,
after a time, she turned...

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How convenient slated to receive second dose...
COVID-19 February 13th, 2021

Here at Highland Manor apartments
me and the missus occupy room B44
courtesy qualified medical personnel
Lansdale, Penna CVS store #01379.

No qualm regarding being vaccinated
though yours truly NOT panic...

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breeding frenzied jawboning 
nastiness, rock'm sock'm vermin 
zealously, dizzying hordes kickstart 
outrageous trampling, xMen busting

displays, heralding luminary 
pastoral times, Xing Bethlehem
figurine Jesus observes sacrilegious 
wackiness anarchy.

* * * * * * * * * *...

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Sargasso
..by D Johnson
Fourteen days adrift time slowly slipped 
on the good ship Cavalier 
Becalmed, morose, no water they sipped 
drank rum to calm their fear 
The fog was thick o'er water and ship 
On the...

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which prime mate affectionately called buttock blaster
alimentary explosion ofttimes causes global disaster
upon such gaseous debacle run for your life ever faster!

Yours truly (humorously dry husband)
can definitively attest,
she (thee missus) nixed, ordained,
inured, espoused blessed
discrete frolicsome liaisons...

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Influenced by "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight" and "The Rape of the Lock," my goal is to write this completely in iambic meter with (mostly?) rhyming couplets. (Though the intro's meter varies, the main...

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You had my heart. Yeah girl you owned.  I would've sent it to you UPS but instead I just
phoned it through text messages and phone calls, talking about really nothing at all
except that I...

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Revelations of the Spirit!

Good things are known to come to those who come before their God,
who praise release from earthly woes by celebrating days
of spilling sperm (that meets its end or egg that sparks new...

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Historically accurate, narrative poem

25 June, 1876 - Valley of the Little Bighorn

Nothing stirs this June night, not a summer’s breeze or a breath of life.  All is eerily quiet, and on yonder hillside, shroud...

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On asphalt, wet with blood and sweat (down streets with no address), 
there lay a man, snuffed by the Man and left to evanesce.
The Man then strode along the road and smiled at his success
and,...

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Ever since I experienced being significantly monetarily sidelined...
(how about that topic for a change of pace?)

Yes back to getting walloped, decked
and clubbed courtesy cold hearted brute,
who casually, glad handedly, and royally
flushed out mine tailored pricey...

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the following sloop of words rowed and towed together as they 
came into my periscoptic poop deck with slight emendation 
from thee oar ridge in hull.
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along the atlantic, bruitted by cavalier indiscriminate jerry rigged 
salient...

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From the time we spent in vain
There was alot I did not gain 
From the breath of mornings kiss
To the taste of evenings bliss
Cast a shadow of formless waste
Hollow shell. A basket case
Numbing touch I've...

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I write in the cuneiform stylings of the Sumerian
But, somehow, this system won't allow my brand of hieroglyphics
To print out
So, sadly, I must communicate through this jumbled network of characters
And, therefore, I will speak as...

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