Long Criss Poems

This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the floor
She lay down her bible and let out a roar...

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Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the...

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Beckoning
by Michael R. Burch 
 
Yesterday the wind whispered my name
while the blazing locks
of her rampant mane
lay heavy on mine.
And yesterday
I saw the way
the wind caressed tall pines
in forests laced by glinting streams
and thick with...

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Sonnets LII-LX

The Endeavors of Lips
by Michael R. Burch

How sweet the endeavors of lips: to speak
of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak
in love’s strangely lit beds, where the cold springs creak:
for there is...

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Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently recline:
Amidst coy Junes radiant beams 
of sweet benign!
All was stilled,...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle...

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?Universe interconnected?      
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    Pen's Broadcasting Name
     ...

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Hey lady, memaw. Boy do I have a lot of questions for you. Questions like what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? I know you love your rock music. I know you liked Freddy...

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April 5, 2023 – refracted reflections:

The following lines
haphazardly linkedin 
slap dash fashion
over the course 
of dazed and confused days,
therefore desist reading 
any profound meaning
if you dear reader dare expend 
energy and time perusing 
meandering gibberish....

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The little stall stands behind the black dilapidated wall whose bricks have been showing years of stained motion welled up inside the folly of man. The destiny of the wall speaks to the nature of...

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She pressed a button on the console, the Mighty engines roared, the computer monsters flickered
as Moonblaster 5 space  soared

She said,  Cat Squad Eleven of  Moonblaster 5 , its  "All Systems Go"...

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In My Language

This you might not know is a conversation,
It’s a conversation not of persons.
This is a conversation of multiple languages.
If you could observe the functions of my mind,
You would marvel at the thought processes
Criss-crossing...

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SPECIAL NEWS BULLETIN updated *****

Innocuous, yet unhealthy threat looms across
(air/radio) telecommunications devices
where smart electronic devices enthrall
and decree they co-opt role bing boss
linkedin with plenti networks that criss cross
even primitive computers utilizing...

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tweaked to pass inspection broadcast on the double
(alternately titled snafu: ma bell heave hubble
vehicular repairs (prohibitive)
finds me bleary eyed stupefied
and countenance grizzled with prickly stubble
collapsed amidst virtual rubble).

Best sung courtesy rotten dull liver:red worst
after words...

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I discovered miscellaneous meaningless hodgepodge...

dating back circa: Age of computer antiquity
mine signature worthless gibberish
found Earthling dumbfounded
for further waste of time inquire
about trivial details constituting 
more'n six electronic new pages
the following an excerpt from book of
Matthew...

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If, for instance.......you might imagine it all...
Do try,... if you can.......

Pretending, perhaps, that it was long ago....
And let's say,...that you were on the brink of discovery, 
      16 years old,...

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You say we’re all one thought away
from seeing a woman and having a rape,
then proclaim we’re patriarchal monsters
if we act like gentlemen on a date.
You say that you have no need of us,
that it’s a...

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They are moving slowly around the curb
Penetrating the city that is  full of nerves
They are circling around the town with a
temper that has outgrown their raw emotions
 nerves meeting with nerves and nerves pinching
Nerves.Bad...

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I Write Wits Psalm Burning Desire...

Why?
To escape livingsocial,
     and negate mine birth
figuratively, knowingly,
     and precariously,
     I nightmarishly perch
teeter tottering atop - dearth
of financial...

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Once upon a time there lived a boy called Musa,
who lived in an Island called Pemba. He loved
going fishing and long journeys into the deep,
blue ocean with his uncle, Kassim.

For centuries stories went round the...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a...

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(Part One) The first few hours.
I was just a ordinary man
caught up in the unruly throng,
The mob jeering and ranting
insults on the road along,
I pushed and shoved my way
through all the furore
to see what all...

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The rising of the seventh moon in an ornamental lampshade is equivalent to a nice round smiley dinner plate that had been recently washed,
Recently washed is neither a rotating wimpy wishing walker and neither is...

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In Memoriam Quietly Always Close

Are they whispers, then, settling
So gently upon that slightest breeze wending
     Over the granite crosses and statues of cradling angels,
     Which stand in...

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At Rotterdam in Netherlands
I made plenty of window friends
I could reach out to them 
whenever I missed my own
friends and near ones back home.

The window facing the South unfolded
the beautiful, enchanting river Masse.
Its simmering and...

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