Long Confection Poems

The Moon as a Metaphor for Your Mouth
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a...

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The Republican congressmen,
and I do mean white privileged straight men,
came to their Democratic opposition
concerned about how depressing
December can be,
and all of winter,
come to think and feel
of dark discerning Advent,

So maybe we could stage
a comedic debate
about...

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I once invested a year
as Board President.
Indeed, I was often a bored resident
of our State Affordable Housing Coalition.

My platform,
to speak grandly
of what was more of a healthy whim,
was for safe and beautiful affordable housing

Habitat is...

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Yuletide pageants vis a vis merry go round revisited

healthy progeny regaled being alive
analogous to children ecstatic twenty-five
on December exhaling joie de vivre at dive 
in into neat stack of wrapped gifts, when...
what! out of thin...

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Yuletide pageant merry go round

Panoply of mystical elements of holly day style 
breathe prez sense frostily exhaled aired
per millennia athwart 
(this terrestrial spaceship planet Earth)
two plus seventeen carousel rides resonated
veritable pantheon of pagan rituals 
and...

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I crowned the write full missus "champ paean practical joker"

The following moniker “innocent prankster” 
awarded, hashtagged, and qualified wife
as trickster de jure appended 
to alluded spouse 
(then of twenty five plus years),
when she pulled a...

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You wrap yourself 
in the feather boa fantasy of his dreams
sinuous you; X-rated and never sated
dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated

welcome to the conjugal jungle 
of not-so-rusted lust
sixty-something-shapely
your 25th anniversary groom
growls a naughty thought
“you...

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One Halloween night as the tired Gran, was
Putting her wee little darlings to bed at last,
The youngest begged her for a bed time story,
Make it scary grandma, please, oh please,
Just one story?
Scary she said, to...

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Cotton Candy the tastiest sugary treat, I love cotton candy and the way that it is made is so unique
Cotton Candy is just confection sugar that is spun around in a bowl, and the sweetness...

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Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary...
Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Seedy gobbledygook ergot
visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth 
yea...give garbled, jangled, warbled shoutout
if ye doth render
mug gadabout totally confounding,

this unfettered voluminous confection
ruff lee...

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Sometimes I want to 
move freely in the wind 
and spread my wings 
Enjoy the feel of a 
summer breeze
resting beneath them
I often anticipate 
daylight tickling my 
funny bone until I 
crack a smile
as the...

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Standing reverent in a dull cast mist
glazing my cheeks while prayers were said
so silent stood at Rand's memorial
My mind dashed to the self-drawn sketch
he staged as "The Youthful Raconteur";
profile, pipe, wavy cinema legend hair -
his...

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Written for the contest “SOMETHING OLD SOMETHING NEW.” My original poem was written in 2017 as an epithalamium. The edit for John Lawless’  contest has become a rhyme.

SOMETHING OLD SOMETHING NEW

   ...

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I crown the missus "champ impractical joker"

Unbeknownst the wife appeared unusually upbeat,
she did pretend and succeed
to give yours truly a special treat
aforementioned item alluded to purchased
at Liberty Ministry thrift store

3841 Ridge Pike
(some miles further east
same...

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COOKING WITH JIM                      

actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen 
of his quaint...

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Granny hit you with it you fly across the room
she was a 5th generation hep cat 
a finger popping bebopster with double elbows
you can have your two bit Buddha garden
and your silly Jesus candles
Granny created...

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The house was mostly dark, save a dim light on the porch.  I moved up the crumbling walk and stopped before a paint peeled door.  Grasping the iron knocker, I tapped three times,...

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I always wanted two slices of ice cube pie
“You only get one”, was the standard reply.
I don’t know why I did
But since I was a kid
It was my favorite treat on the Fourth of July.

The...

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When the sky rains down in jelly bean lights
Colors bright, multiplying themselves through lightning bolts
Seen through their candy cracks opened loud
Like clouded green glass glowing thick
Glowing wide jello wavering in a blinding flash
Across the landscape...

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“The fairy was flying in loops and swirls around her,
shedding fairy dust as she went. Throwing it at Wendy.
Delighted, the human girl raised her arms up
to fully experience what was happening. Delicate
golden sparkles floated down...

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oh, you ...

you found me ... again ...
               unveiled amid the bosom of my dreams,
my consciousness peeled back and flayed -
...

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Flan
 
The perfect dessert for me.
For it has the perfect texture , so consistent throughout.
It's gelatinous yet doughy body that is so sweet to the soul , tongue and mouth.
So beautiful and understating  just...

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("FAKE") King Harry Kane...
also unknown as (D. Lucian Null)

Sprung from the best
     over active imagination damnedest
confection of this fictitious
     writer of fiction earnest

and frankly hoof
  ...

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" Maple Syrup and Wild Berries ... "

(From The Solomon Studies Series # 9)
(Eccl. 3: 11 / Prov. 6: 6 / Matt. 6: 26, 28, 29 / Job 35: 11)


Maple Syrup and Wild Berries
Both Are...

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Panoply of mystical elements of holly day style 
breathe prez sense frostily exaled aired
per millennia athwart 
(this terrestrial spaceship planet Earth)

two plus seventeen carousel rides resonated
veritable pantheon of pagan rituals 
and quirky superstitions lit 
(akin...

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