Long Chides 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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Because the charity of my native place
Obliged me, the broken branches I the picked up
Them giving back him, who was to debase.

Then we finally reached where had to leap
From the second turn to third, and...

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COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES  - PLEASE SOUP MAIL POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM...

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Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus

Found us abed thee twelfth day
of December, cuz yours truly 
still felt dehydration, physical 
fatigue and soreness,
which possibly linkedin
to using stationary bicycle.

Our bed (mine and...

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"Penny Dreadful"





Penny Dreadful
Penny Dreadful

Do you remember when?
That time long before Formaldehyde kicked in?
When the Transformer grew your freedom wings, blew your neurons in?
That time when your story kissed her Blue Violet bleeding grin?
A wet ripe...

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Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus

(joining "Wynken, Blynken and Nod"
at figurative drop of hat
even if yours truly immediately
woke from his slumbers).

When zapped of energy the sandman doth knock
no matter readout...

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“What is he, this lordling, that cometh from the fight?”
by William Herebert, 14th century
translation by Michael R. Burch

Who is he, this lordling, who staggers from the fight,
with blood-red garb so grisly arrayed,
once appareled in lineaments...

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If you drink that SPECIAL brand of Kool-aid,And now you flounder belly up make sure someone else is there with you,(and not just for good luck,)who has the required skills to render first aid. Cause...

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In the rundown little house where her family currently lives,
the fourteen-year old glances obediently at her glaring daddy,
nodding her head in quiet compliance
to his usual horrible demands of her for the evening.
Not to acquiesce would...

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Hell is a place of eternal torture
With restlessness’ angst and despair-puncture
Sealing the faithless in their doomed future
Midst cruel hatred’s defiant gesture.

Hell is a prison of endless darkness
Where misery’s gloom prevails in blackness
Due to sufferings, despair,...

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The last Night of October

It's that time, again, the last night of October, 
the last glow of twilight nearly gone.
Children race out and about,
winding through the streets and alleys.

Brightly colored costumes, 
mom's old wig, dad's...

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Life means I can talk to my friends and others,
When the untravelled sea fills with brothers,
Pleasure rushes the uninhabited areas we just don't sail, 
And when we semiotically emit our meaning, we will prevail; 
Freedom...

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Hear my plea… consider truth’s earnestness
Bringing to your ear this factual soundness:
I’m Hell --- a prison of endless darkness
Where misery’s gloom prevails in blackness
Due to sufferings, despair, hopelessness
Leaving the guilty in their sins’ fierceness.

Listen to...

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Fairy Dance 

Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides 
Shall dare taunt and tiptoe on spider's web 
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides 
Slack-lining steps along until the ebb 

Shall dare taunt and tiptoe...

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“Milk of Roses” 

Milk of Roses
was her scent 
and great bouquets 
of baby's breath
moving messages 
that blew across hearts
underneath the bones and skin of breast
baby's breath that bristled like clouds
moved by hidden white doves 
who...

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Where yet refrain spider hides, fairy chides 
Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders webs 
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides 
Slack-lining steps along until it ebbs 

Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders...

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To put an end to the myth that Santa lives in Lapland

Santa is a Yorkshire man everybody knows that
People just say he's from Lapland, cos he’s round and fat.
Well Yorkshire men can be the same...

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The vigilant Knight of Winter stretched out his frost-lined hand

Gauging temperature changes over the desolate land

His trailing snowy mantle skirts the overhanging bower

Welcoming dawn's re-emergence this sun rising hour

Solitary Knight no wish to remain

Sentinel to...

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Behind the guise of the masks & words
lay a truth concealed by clever nouns & verbs
Now a fire's lit to match the lies with truth
bearing an eternal flame lighting a wick with proof
From the trees...

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Line of inquiry:

“feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~
we attained God consciousness unblinking”

There are times I'm torn between feeling and thought,
consciously aware of a dispute between mind and heart.
I become anxious when I realize...

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The slump is in Trump's egotistic plump;
     as all that pre-election rhetoric begins to change and die,
     fallen to the sides by scary realigned protested cries
 ...

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Righteous World!!!
Indeed!!

The Righteous, who are proud as they know it!
Are the foulest of them all!

"The Few" seeks refuge under the veil of transgression.
The Righteous or 'The Rightful' as they call themselves bolts in from nowhere.

'The...

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Just Because I Said I Do

Oh this war tween man and fem
Makes so many lift the sword
Turn it into poison pen
Telling all is their reward

He done me wrong
She will say
He wasn’t strong 
He had to...

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I wake up with her,
check myself,
eyes creaking like blind stars.
She’s strange, she’s yesterday,
I remember us the week before;
wonder if tomorrow
will fade us both out completely.

We don’t get to know them -
the wives I mean.
Living together...

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