Long Concerto Poems

Sonnets XLII-LI

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

Moonbeams on water?
the reflected light
of a halcyon star
now drowning in night...
So your memories are.

Footprints on beaches
now flooding with water;
the small, broken ribcage
of some primitive slaughter...
So near, yet so far.



A Surfeit of...

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MODERN SONNETS I

I prefer the original definition of the sonnet as a “little song” of indeterminate form and length. These modern sonnets vary from more-or-less traditional to free verse.


Maker, Fakir, Curer
by Michael R. Burch

A poem...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body 
c h a...

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LOVE POEMS IV by Michael R. Burch

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about love, passion, desire, lust, sex, dating, romance, relationships and marriage. 



She Was Very Strange, and Beautiful
by...

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  MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS 


She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches 
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her inner Jewel 
 soft it lay cradled  
rhapsodic rubicon...

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we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in poems
i walked the high iron
she taught the deaf to speak
a...

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My old life seems monotonous to me now, but I allow it was fine then,
As cobalt skies allow warm butterscotch rays, to linger in the glen.

I worked through those golden days, but most evenings stayed...

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I awoke after hearing a noise on the roof of the cottage, it sounded like a couple of seagulls, probably fighting over a piece of bread.
I was wide awake now and looked over at the...

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Is ARANJUEZ a pining after the composer's mother ?

(Joaquin Rodrigo - 1901-1999 - who composed the " Aranjuez " concerto on piano in 1938/9 and which later was destined for the guitar and orchestra, turned...

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“Psychotic hallucinations, whether they are visual or vocal, they address you. They accuse you. They seduce you. They humiliate you.
They jeer at you. You interact with them.”
Oliver Sacks  

This is not an illusive myth,
this...

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Amidst nocturnal blue naked confessions 
of our intertwined souls, hearing the 
mellifluous melody and symphony of 
our ocean, lulling our inner child’s deepest 
sapphire emotions in the depth of our 
sensitive corners—a blue ecstasy, like...

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The Great Escape

Perched on a rooftop terrace in glorious sunshine he watches ahead
Floats on his sky looks inwards and ponders the magic path unravel
           ...

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Brian Cox 
was on television
pointing out that the 
singularity

Existed 
with no beginning
and no end

The bible say's
God existed 
with no beginning

and no end
he said 
the universe 

began
13.5 million
years ago

perhaps with the big bang theory
the singularity exploding...

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hip hip hurrah, herc shot hera
sick sad era, tri city terror
dirty land lover, lips hit terra
karma bent over,  messenger error
never say neva, davin say better
no pain no gain, accept the rainy weather
paint a pic...

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I wanted to make something drawn from bosom
      You & I gemini'd, 
From the wells extract'd virginity untouch'd 
     by compounds—
Forgot to send it out, forgot...

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Khatia Buniatishvili's Tour de Force of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto N° 1 in B-flat minor on Zubin Mehta's 80th Birthday*

… the caged-beast terrified defying the donderbus blasts vollies of muskets and cannons heralding the charge cavernous...

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gesturing crudely about luck and doom
blowing us towards the promised manic Paradise
a steely eyed greeting committee
providing the final hurdle
their panel of erudite jurists
concluded that his sense of right and wrong
had been tricked by wizard mesmerists
no...

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Konrad’s hoover hovers from wall to wall in the back room of his mind

A partial vacuum once the power switch is on and all neurons are firing

Time for a good clean up the curtains have...

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Beneath the surface of the perceptive mortal senses
the mind nestles the buds of dreams it desires to see bloom.
Allured by avid aspirations into insipid ignorance,       
it suffers wandering in...

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Sonny sat on the floor 
in a low lit corner of the bedroom
he hugged his trumpet
as a young man they had had great times   
he reminisced of his love for his horn 

He...

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Serenade Me, Julius La Rosa

His striped tie has a green tint color 
And his hands are dark and bulging with blood. 
I can see them gripping the steering wheel like parrot talons. 
I can see...

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Love's Duet
by Rick Rucker

Does your heart, to you, sound like a spinet?
Ever louder, by the minute?

My diagnosis, sad to say,
Someone has stolen your heart away!

What's that you say,
Inside your chest it still does stay?

How can...

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life had written an etude in D minor and barely gave him a pass

D for defeat denial disintegration dour reprise of the inevitable

bottom of the class for society sang to its dominant song book

while he...

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FULL HOUSE

“Full house,”   she said     “Every seat’s taken
There’s an excitement out there!” she said
All he saw was the empty stage
         ...

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"Cruel birds—ravens—but wise. And creatures should be loved for their wisdom if they cannot be loved for kindness."
- Hannah Kent


My lover's demons are like ravenous ravens.
Her love is a hand grenade triggering exploding emotions,
massacring words...

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