Long Dizzily Poems

After wishing me a good morning, he said that it was all set,
It was time to raze the house, even though I wasn't in debt!

But they wanted to build a big highway, exactly in this...

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*last winter break*

I woke up abruptly, my chest gripped and tight. My face felt hot but my arms stung as if frostbitten. I gasped for air that wouldn’t come, as if I had a plastic...

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My youth minister once told me that seventeen was too young to have felt the pain that I'd felt. She told me that seventeen was too young to be so corrupted, so scarred. According to...

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Come, You
by Rainer Maria Rilke
translation by Michael R. Burch

Come, you—the last one I acknowledge; return—
incurable pain searing this physical mesh.
As I burned in the spirit once, so now I burn
with you; meanwhile, you consume my...

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I was a valued, vaunted veterinarian, maintaining health for animals I loved,
As a rainbow sparkled rich colors, from the moment peach sunshine shoved.

I was dedicated to such adorable patients, and they soon responded in kind;
Like...

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Liebes-Lied (“Love Song”)
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

How can I withhold my soul so that it doesn’t touch yours?
How can I lift mine gently to higher things, alone?
Oh, I would gladly find...

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A dreaming man in the state of REM
sees the dream as a reality
rivers of thoughts like sparkling gems
reveling in his new found sanity.
hours ago, a dozen empty bottles
deafening music and cheesy sizzles
gagging from second hand...

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Mary Lou Sims was young and enterprising, like stars routing dark;
Or mauve dawn on the verge of discovery, awaiting time's remarks.

Mary Lou's best friend was Cora Mann, ever since sweet childhood;
When they'd sat in zesty...

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(an All Poetry feat to walk in 
the poetic feet of Robert Frost)

Bucolic New England, circa
Early twentieth century New England
awash with dynamic harmonic leisureliness,
when much of North America favored rustic

visual whirled wide webbed watercolor
waiting afield...

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You won't find a yard like this anymore. You'd think it would seem smaller now that I'm an adult, but it doesn't. It's still enormous, stretching far beyond the house like a grassy sea. The...

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Hello, September!
                                 ...

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Argh... infamous pinwheel on macbook pro 2009

alas and alack
myopic staring eyes
bulge out their sockets,
cuz yours truly taken aback
I espied sight more frightful,
than rookie dazed chess player

checkmated courtesy men in black
pawn during next move dizzily
stunned as...

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Discombobulation hammers (sic) kills, lacerates, peppers... 
tuckered wayfarer

Blitzkrieg cacophony debilitates Earthling
spiritually, mentally, emotionally... castrates
analogous post traumatic stress disorder
status simulating shell shocked warrior
dizzily descending darkening dimension
aghast - weakly ejaculate wherefore art thou
Elysian Fields?

Mine skeletal atrophied, diseased,...

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Bertie Brown the Bantam weight was training for the fight
The tickets sold the seats laid out all ready for the night
‘Buster Brown can knock ‘em down’ the posters all agreed
But this one worried Buster sending...

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    Updraft lifts limbs, leaves scurry like mice exposed
    Mother Nature shakes shorebreak, incline imposed
    Gnaws at sand buried tree toes gnarled, spit polished 
 ...

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It was peaceful down there
Sitting on the bottom, 
Water muffling what I hear. 
A lovely day in autumn 
To explore some water, 
the task at hand. 
To escape temps getting hotter 
By treading lake instead...

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Silent, she slips from her stronghold’s security,
safely tucked high on the cliff in her nest.
Cautious, she stays in the shadows afforded her,
sorrowful, hesitant, missing the rest.

Her parents and siblings had sought out the sunshine,
flying the...

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If death ends all we see
in Nature’s laws—
to be, or not to be,
with no applause—
and seas of troubles flee
when life withdraws,

then how we choose to plumb
the waters deep…
or whether dreams may come
in final sleep
need never...

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Mr Strood

The high room, the bright light, the plentiful mirrors
the long sweep of lace curtains, the many faces..

She wondered whether music lessons were part
 of her dreadful experiences
of playing before people.  The very first...

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                         watch clouds dizzily dreamy in 
    ...

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'Tis in a manner far from thrasonical
That I come to you in full canonical
What I chose to do  was to instill my love
On acolytes  below while I was above
When the holy Church I...

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PASSION UNFETTERED

There is a force within a few that stands aloof,  
Jealously gazing at the eyes of lovers brimming with expectation,
But something stays frozen-- in disjointed time, 
Afraid if the precocity of love is...

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Two travelers with different destinations, we met before our paths diverged,
and in that span between our first encounter and subsequent farewell,
we read in one another’s eyes a wanderlust that took us off our track.

We found...

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8/15/12
A hope, a light within a spike
Of darkness dropping slowly
Aching for the lonely, yet happily
I find myself spinning with you
In a world of my own—childhood blooming
Laughing and twisting,
Climbing and falling, 
You’re a beautiful light that...

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here i am struggling with my imagination's running shoes
they have gotten me on this four lane highway 
my mind is blank and immune, at the moment, to all sounds period

here i am struggling with my...

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