Long Darkens 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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Turkish Poetry Translations II

Çanakkale Sehitlerine
"For the Çanakkale Martyrs"
by Mehmet Akif Ersoy
loose English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Was there ever anything like the Bosphorus war??
The earth’s mightiest armies pressing Marmara,
Forcing entry between her mountain passes
To a...

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I question my own interplay of psychology and political science.
Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology?

Intersections of sociology and psychology are at least academically commonplace.
I have a friend with...

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Sonnets LXXI-LXXX

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you...

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Mentors with the BeeTrees

From NorthWinds
come darkening winter
as newborn discontent
waiting to spring forth.

From SouthWinds
come summer's diastasis
climax of full-born wisdom,
contentment for and from all four directions
spread across sleeping hearts
of each nighttime regeneration.

From normalizing WestWind toward East colonializing
patriarchal...

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Imagine with me
that your local
political
economic community,
municipality,
bioregion
is a communication network
already at hand,
like a potentially benign kingdom
or mutually informed democracy,

Which is what some residents actively hope for
as a peaceful sacred communion
and others engage in active voting campaigns
and...

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18 years had past and i knew it all,  just living carefree, having a ball.
Thought i knew love, true love i was sure,
Got engaged to get married was certain i was ready for a...

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The Book

How good the night that darkens so
To guide me to my rest.
Where a favored Book lights up my eyes
As I nestle to my nest.

A few pages turned to praise the Lord
Seems too little price...

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Divine energy,
dynamism ourselves
in right relationship
with diverse
and timeless sacred revolutionary environments,
folding and unfolding
passages through memories
of sacred bright
positive light
regenerating,
reconnecting

Divine light teaches
PositivEnergy restoring Love,
EarthJustice as Local through Global Peace

And NegativEnergy darkens punishing emotions
of anger
hate
bigotry
racism
sexism
energy monoculturing Totalitarianism.

Love within
as sacred...

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“Reflective Eyes”
by Jason Palm
06-11-2015

Innocence,
lingering...
lying in wait,
unable to feel the blessings yet to come.

Do you see it? Do you hear it?
Is it what you dream of?

Cries of pain and joy awaken,
sparks of life ignite, 
your time...

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Suddenly the Storm
      by Amy Swanson


Beautiful spring day!
     Warm wind so soft
           playfully 
  ...

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Haiku Translations I

As the monks sip their morning tea,
chrysanthemums quietly blossom.
—Matsuo Basho, loose translation by Michael R. Burch

The fragrance of plum blossoms
on a foggy path:
the sun rising.
—Matsuo Basho, loose translation by Michael R. Burch

The sea...

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WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME GET TO THE JOINT?

Listen 
I’ve got an indisputably effective plan
And it’s fundamentally and philosophically correct, man
So at once dash out that joint 
So I can reveal unto you my ...

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WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME GET TO THE JOINT?

Listen 
I’ve got an indisputably effective plan
And it’s fundamentally and philosophically correct, man
So at once dash out that joint 
So I can reveal unto you my ...

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I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences,
In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes.

Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, of colorful masquerades and fulfillment,
Like Sleeping...

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I’m seeking God’s will
For everything, each idea, every dream
I’m pursuing the Prince of peace,
The King of kings, the Wonder of wonders
Who created me and gave to me
The sweetest grace, the beauty of faith
Forgiveness and mercy,...

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RHYTHMIC METER: POEM SWEETER

    Poetry is disciplined in a stream having units like ‘meter’ or ‘foot’ on 
    lines similar to measurements in length, though basically, poem 
 ...

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A splinter of golden sunlight seeps through the
Still-settling haze. I can see it through a crack in the rubble
Where pieces of building are precariously stacked
Like the toy blocks of a child. I can feel a...

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The world is so mechanical
It is so scientific 
It's getting to be so-so difficult
Everything works at a fingers touch
Everything is speeded up too much
Neon lights the night
Smog darkens the sunlight
Time is to the seconds
While details...

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Prolog:   This poem is about how much you need to struggle to ‘survive’ as an accountable and matured man. Child demands what he desires and the man sacrifices his desire, to fulfill the...

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I glimpse the tidal waves, rise high,
Sweaty brows drip, a dry.
surf boarders and  dipper are so many,
dolphin rides touts coerce you for just a few penny.

red vested lifeguards always on their toes,
A breath of...

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I picture Kashmir through lightened KL. News of another massacre darkens my eyes
Winds are thirsty there. They continue to taste the young blood.
I groom myself with exquisite things,
Sipping ice tea in ac room, I comfort...

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Dawn, when silence falters
And the trees of the range- 
Are tucked in a bucket of fog
Marching dawn, whose beauty never alters,
I tuck myself in blankets like a log
At the Treetops Hotel upon the range
Dainty dreams...

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In the hidden realm of forsaken souls,
Where echoes of long-forgotten hopes fade,
I wander among dreams seeking their eternal place,
Beneath stars that seem to gossip about their cold neighbors.
Their intangible silhouettes, like leaves shaken by the...

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Straight rows of soft chairs, larval eyes stare blank
Absorbed by glowing colors on the wall
Their jaws slack, fetid whiff, unwashed and dank
Arrested minds the blue screen does enthrall

Their horticulture, growing docile strains
Indulge the twisted whims...

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