Long Crabs Poems

The Original Sin: Rhyming Haiku!
 
Haiku
should never rhyme:
it’s a crime!
-Michael R. Burch
 
The herons stand,
sentry-like, at attention ...
rigid observers of some unknown command.
-Michael R. Burch
 
Late
fall;
all
the golden leaves turn black underfoot:
soot
-Michael R. Burch
 
Dry leaf...

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PSYCHOTIC JOURNEY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Feeling really beat,  I went to bed early last night
Suddenly awakened feeling something’s not right
There was total darkness, I was not in my room
Lying on a cold flooring, with a feeling...

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Nylon waste is often akin to a brushed out stable, manger, or stall. But brushing the carpet is often a resemblance of a swirling cloud of dust and tobacco shards and tobacco shards are not...

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A WISH FOR ALL FISH

Washed up on shores around the world
Already dead, a whale, a dolphin a shark, 
All marine life is suffering, the situation
Has become absurd, 
The facts real and stark!
My Fairy God mother...

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In the blinded moments,
Before the mist rises over the tumbling surf…
Blueness tempting awake my dreams,
A heartbeat from the flaming blaze,
Sunshine pouring through the clusters of 
Feathery clouds, like the breath of peace
Aroused from the falling...

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Haiku Variations
by Michael R. Burch

This is a poem composed of haiku-like stanzas:


Variations on the Seasons I
by Michael R. Burch

Lift up your head
dandelion,
hear spring roar!

How will you tidy your hair
this near
summer?

Leave to each still night
your lightest...

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~A Portrait ~

A mother feels that her life resembles
 to an unpretentious painting 
hanging on the wall in her residency,
it projects nothing except 
emptiness,stagnant,old,
no ocean with the seagulls 
flying on top humming 
happy sounds to...

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Breath...
I sit looking at this page, thinking about you.
My first memories of so very long ago.
I was four and you and some friends sat in the living room 
of our house on the corner. ...

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Tell me
Have you ever felt you could runway
Far away to a secret place
Where time stands still
The hot sun mostly shows its beaming face.

Well come!
Take my hand
And I'll take you to that place
A world away in...

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*THE ARMAGEDDON   IN THE SOUTH*

Blessed with inestimable reservoirs 
Countless traps sealing gas yet untouched 
Seated on wealth beyond its numbers 
Wealth to sustain their  tenth generations 
Enough  to feed the glutton...

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Today was my dad’s birthday.
I do not hate this day.
He loved this day.
So,I do not hate it?
I put out flags,for him.
I am unsure why my pain levels rise at night.
Torpedo speed.
Bent on destruction.
Is that the...

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I was wondering when you will come, the year is almost done, and here I am in this place with little hope of joining the human race again. Here I am in this peculiar place...

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mom, why do u have to be such a little sl#t? lieing to us all, saying ur working but no money 
appears, sitting on ur computer ignoring us while we're pleading with tears, just telling...

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What is this, what is that, who is this? 
There are words that we don't repeat twice
Especially when we omit the little cedilla
Please, my country is an island, a peninsula
A very pretty country swimming in...

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https://www.amazon.com/Odyssey-Africa-adventures-Phil-Salmon/dp/197392479X


Chapter 14c

Warriors of mighty stature
Armed with blades of shining metal
Fire-wrought bronze, a work of wonder,
Walked beside a bright-robed figure

Slight of build and short in stature 
Whitening hair around his temples 
Now the warriors introduced him
As...

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I know I've been to Chicago,
     But I only remember the snow.
I know that I've been to Albuquerque,
     but I mostly just remember the hot marketplace
 ...

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On the First day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A starfish from the vast sea
On the Second day a Christmas my true love gave to me...
Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the...

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Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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I am in love.
I do not “do” love. I feel it. It pulses through me, hard, and blurs my vision. 

It gifts me with the graceless two left feet, and then, 

I find myself staring,...

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the Yuguang Island is quiet and peaceful 
the sunset tower made from the washed up woodwork and string
along the coast of Tainan elicits a sense of awe and beauty 
the colorful sky, the waves on...

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Triumph
                             Frank Halliwell
In silence, in the velvet...

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ON DAY 1 of Noel my sweetie gave to me a Bluejay in a Fir Tree!
          ON DAY 2 of Noel my sweetie gave to me...

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A baby gorilla's bedtime is a harmonic period when the bananas line up with little leaf rattles to softly croon to slumber the furry ball. Priceless is the process of pacification and pacifications are not...

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I walked alone
along a sandy and lonely beach.
The raging waves from the sea
crashed onto the slimy sea shore.
The riding waves were white and bare,
but when they violently crashed, turned white and black.

I walked along the...

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