Long Convulsive Poems

Lozenge
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 lozenge of sugar.

When I held you in...

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A cold dark yellow unhallowed moon smiles beguilingly
In the pitch-black starless and cold empty night sky 
Suckling upon the blood and the very life force of 
Pure innocence, light, and goodness . . . .

Fear...

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* Bringing this gem back in the hope Becca Teagan sees it and returns. We wrote this together, a labor of love. The poem ends with a moral lesson that humanity still hasn't learned, sadly.

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kaisers, kings, emperors fight for territory
  dispensable bodies left in the ground on foreign soil, unreturned
  militarisation of memory and folly
  an Irish nation half-wrenched from a bloodied and wearied empire
 ...

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POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 5: EVOLUTION



Fly’s Eyes
by Michael R. Burch

Inhibited, dark agile fly along
paint-peeling sills, up to the bright glass drawn
by radiance compounded thousandfold,—
I do not see the same as you, but hold
antenna to the brilliant...

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when Animal Farm is not a feeding manual

and Clockwork Orange strikes at midnight

Dali’s time piece warps under face value

and an eagle-eyed-cuckoo flies over its nest


beneath the cover of cotton candy clouds

she relieves herself into Magritte’s...

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It is generally thought of to be one of the myriad,
Guiding, governing, binding principles and precepts of all 
Mature civilized countries that what horrors that they unleashed in
Vilest, bloodiest, convulsive conflictual combative martial 
Confrontation, on their fellow...

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When my first Grandchild was born I loved
him from word go.I arranged my work schedule so that I could keep him when his mother returned
to work.I would arrive about a quarter to eight to his...

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In the Church, I met a woman quite old,
Bending under the weight of years.
I wonder what made her steal my attention. 
Was it her struggle to hold back her tears?

Despite her frail stooping figure
She seemed...

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Elan's word?
Zulu's sword?
Heartsichordiums-convulsive-verb
"Anabantium", O wraith of mord.

So is it, it is for Hilerides-Dales, 
which green-discourse, 
Southeast of Wales 
or some other perch 
of liaisoned Angeles-porch ? 
Is one-way with a steep of glades newly born....

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Pulled together
by a magnetic avoidance of loneliness,
fueled by an insatiable ardor
to evade a shortage of love.
Mutually splintered souls searching
for a place to embed and
implement a façade which conceals
mutilated minds.

Spurious attempts to disarm 
the timebomb which...

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A Cold Dark Yellow Unhallowed Moon

A cold dark yellow unhallowed moon smiles beguilingly
In the pitch black starless and cold empty night sky 
Suckling upon the blood and the very life force of 
Pure innocence, light,...

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He left with the early train
He left in the rain
He had left only a letter
He didn't bother to wake her

As she slept like peace, a glow on her face
Bathed in the memories of the pleasure;
the...

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I WAS CIRCUMED TO THIS TREATMENT 7 TIMES TO BE EXACT
YOU ARE RIGHT WHEN STATING THE INSUATING FACT
THEY RUIN YOUR TODAY PROMISING BETTER TOMORROW
STILL CONTINUING TO BE STUCK IN MY BIPLOAR SORROW
EXCEPT THE NEW MEMORY...

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I met a man 
when I was young, 

from a mental asylum 
he did come, 

one day he appeared 
with a cuddly toy sheep 

lost in my closet, 
I did not seek, 

when I was...

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"Oh my god that was good" he said, as he rolled off of me to the edge of the bed. Reaching for cigarettes carefully placed, on the bedside table and removing the taste, 
of the...

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Moon again tonight we meet in lonely quietness
And we stare into each other silently
Saying the same consistency and faithfulness
That keep us loving and yet apart
No one will truly understand our love. Your cold
Stone ravishing beauty,...

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This world is so cold, and my voice is so silent,
The air is poisoned with hate, and the people are all violent,
The water is bloody, the winds are so fierce,
Knowledge is wasted, craniums get pierced,
Savages...

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I TREMBLE and SHAKE just like a convulsive  e a r t h q u a k e
when I think of those nights you seethed in my youthful room-
Didn’t you think of all the...

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Her evening gown was studded with opalescent sequins.
She had chosen the dress herself, deadlier than the male.

     Why had she brought him there, when doubts could kill?
    ...

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Longing
by Michael R. Burch

We stare out at the cold gray sea,
overcome
with such sudden and intense longing . . .
 
our eyes meet,
inviolate,
and we are not of this earth,
this strange, inert mass.
 
Before we crept
out of...

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Raped of all freedoms, basic democratic rights
Restraints ever tighten casting underdog to fight
Sharp scratch of needle pierces State sectioned vein
I submerge to a world of the psychiatrists drain


Adult my dummy preventing tongues loss to bite
Held...

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I Almost drowned,
which is to say,
I fell upwards into a darkness
that contained no earth or sky.

Ten years old and a strong swimmer,
but that lake only buoyed up
its own natatory denizens, 
it allowed some to swim,
some...

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i erase existance when i see you
everything exists when you walk by
i would give up my existance just for a hint of eye contact from you
you only notice my existance in the throws of my...

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While snowflakes continue to fall,
upon a night  pale as ghostly winter
I falter from my own distraught pause--
the hazy  moon watches my young girl
a serene angel laying in starshine, on a bed
frigid  ...

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