Long Cordwood Poems

The Ending at Wounded Knee

This is what happened:
Two worlds collided,
The elder one died.

Pony soldiers and Indian police,
Trigger happy and jumping at shadows,
Killed Sitting Bull at Pine Ridge;
     His horse pawed the...

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Rounds
by Michael R. Burch

Solitude surrounds me
though nearby laughter sounds;
around me mingle men who think
to drink their demons down,
in rounds.

Now agony still hounds me
though elsewhere mirth abounds;
hidebound I stand and try to think,
not sink still further...

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In the twilight where shadows whisper secrets of forgotten epochs,
An old man stands, a spindly relic of a bygone era,
So brittle he could shatter through himself,
From crown to root,
A cathedral of detritus,
Each layer a sigil...

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she became inspired when she
changed what was on her agenda for the week
placing fridays shedule for mondays she 
found time to purchase her husbands new
bassoon at the mall.
there she meet Forte Cresendo,
someone whom she admired.
He...

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The Director 

By Sy Roth 

 

The directors--  

For want of a nail 

They were not wanting 

 

So many nails,  

A cache of nails 

To drive into their coffins 

 

Paid in...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

Read More

Even the invitation
Is worth more than
Gold.....

                The Bainez National Open Invitational
         ...

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All hail to thee love, your swave "eh" intrigues me.
Your embattlements stack like wet cordwood
upon the pile of used newspapers in my outhouse,
making the use of a corn cob most appealing.
I feel the need of...

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There is a crooked man 
Who has a crooked mind
Which renders his decisions
Malignant and maligned:

The Paris Peace Accord
The Pandemic Office crowd
Both among the things
This man has disallowed.

Bodies in the morgues
Were cordwood stacking high
The count of...

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The creek is running swollen from the snowmelt.  
The nights are getting shorter day by day.
The crocus pose like dancers in recital; 
A portrait of the garden’s first bouquet.
Forsythia bloom golden by the pathway....

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