Long Clime Poems

Unique: I need someone to hold me and tell
me it's alright.
I need someone to hold my hands and feel
my pain.
I need someone to kiss away my pain.
I need someone to look into my eyes and...

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Poems about Children III

Miracle
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

The contrails of galaxies mingle, and the dust of that first day still shines.
Before I conceived you, before your heart beat, you were mine,

and I see

infinity leap in...

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Blossom
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Blossom

Just grab a seat on that stump lad, and I'll take centre stage, 
With a yarn about a small brown donk, and a lad about your age.
And thanks much for the offer, but I'll give...

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O to tune in to good times of childhood—
To re-live gone-by years, not just to brood,
To lighten dust-laden baggage’s dead tare,
To unburden mind of deadwood afloat, 
To fast-forward to dusky days of old, 
To turn...

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Placed 9th in:
A Brian Strand Premiere  No. 1224 Poetry Contest


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The Columbia is a smooth beast that has introduced us to a semi tropic clime
that produces a bewildering humidity even for November
and a panoply of tree types that canopy the mossy turfs
from a sky that...

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We came from the beginning, shrouded mists of time and space,
And in this vast and northern clime each found our sacred place.
We were our country’s pioneers, the people of the land,
We lit the flame and...

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Alms Za Try'n To Reach Out As Legatee Wannabe

Yukon pots sib bully challah me Jude
dish hiss literary panhandler schlepping
along virtual figurative boulevard Asia
brogue kin bloke rattling tin cup aware
how quickly passersby dodge away as
if I...

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(1A.)
Doomed To Feel That Bite And Hear Serpent's Wicked Hiss

Beyond mingling of Light, Matter, Human thought
reams of coils within darkest abyss are there caught
denied rays emitted by our reddish flame sun
wherein single feather may weigh...

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It was a baren world
We fled without a feather of pride
After the storm was gone
Escaping the aftermath to hide
What in you was going on
I remember the fury of the night
And you coming, coming, coming
But never...

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Children's Poems XI

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



To My Child, Unborn
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

How many were the nights, enchanted
with despair and...

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My Village

When I live in the city
I always say what a pity.

When l live on the farm
I always say what a charm.

On the farm, I feel smiling spring.
Green lands, sweet swallows do sing.

In the city,...

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]=           THE STRANGER MAN  (1)

Once a foetus when I began the venture
And sloughed from the cove of the womb
Now closer the monstrous possessions 
I...

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The hawk flies high upon the sky his dinner there to seek.
      His home the woods along the river- now subdivisions complete.
      But he’s not...

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A girl was walking through the night
Afraid and all alone
She sunk for moments of respite
Upon a blackened stone.

What flakes were these that sparkled bright
And flurried in the breeze?
What specks of gold did grace the night
And...

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(for: them who are ever there!)

these branches and roots
that cord to the grave ancients
should be free from man’s swords!
both oracle and priest held for days …

I 
Your voice speaks in the silence of the night
To...

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I am Saul, beset, besieged, afraid to face the war
Without the latent singing of my natal star
Exposed. Fiends and witches medium know alone
To bring up a spirit or read the scattered bone
But those dark, heinous...

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As little child walked in the field of flowers,
  Picking and smelling them as she grows,
  The pervading air fragrance of Guava
  The majestic mellow Mangoes too in wet season,
  The...

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My dear friend.

The first time we met,
as I held a door open for her stride,
I saw not the eye's image, not yet;
I glimpsed, outwardly, her beauty inside.

I did a double take at that smile,
heard her...

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He Lives Now,  A Man With A Broken Sword

 
He lives now,  a man with a broken sword

In youth, a mustang - now a dying breed

In those days his spirit often soared

As once...

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Incomprehensible space/time continuum intrigues...

One insignificant, infinitesimal
incomprehensibleness cosmic speck,
who doth readily confess
swallowed within

infinite cosmic wormhole, nonetheless,
he feels mind boggled, fascinated,
transfixed... helpless to express
following concept suddenly
gripping his feeble mental compass.

I haint never gonna get
smart enough to understand
supposedly...

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The wood misunderstood the knife, the ax, the scythe
though for centuries it had sheltered man and should not
have misunderstood man's intent.

Wind chimes sublime mime melodies wordless tones
without rhyme noting not the passing of time.

The endless...

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RAID ON AIDS

 

Methuselah’s age, wisdom produce

Longevity a dream comes true

Humanity, cuts a perfect picture

Our existence, evolved in pleasure

A good life, mortals must treasure

Be very shrewd, to mark a measure

Riotous life, concludes your closure

By a...

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I am a Victim, 
Lured by mascara, and by a pretext piety 
Induced through lust by immoral vermin 

I am a Victim 
Blindfold through cunnings to fest on a plowed field, 
“Whore scammed”, trapped in...

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