Long Drainpipe Poems

Poems about Poems (I)



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
~~~underwater~~~
watching the shoreline blur
sees through his breath’s weightless bubbles...
Both worlds grow obscure.



Muse/Goddess
by Michael R. Burch

“What will you conceive in...

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Snapshots
by Michael R. Burch

Here I scrawl extravagant rainbows.
And there you go, skipping your way to school.
And here we are, drifting apart
like untethered balloons.

Here I am, creating "art,"
chanting in shadows,
pale as the crinoline moon,
ignoring your face.

There...

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then, likeamayfly, he’s suddenly gone: plantfood.



bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

u are charming...

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My most popular poems on the Internet (III)

A number of my poems and translations have gone viral, according to Google, and some have been copied onto hundreds to thousands of web pages. That’s a lot...

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In a sudden nodding shift,
I was lifted into the air by the hard wings of the Devil
His putrid stench waking me from what seemed all dream
And upon a balcony of singed vine and blackened soot,
He...

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When we think of traveling we most often think of going from one location to another. That’s good but I sometimes like to return in reverie to times in my past. Places where I spent...

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Poems about Poets



Long Division
by Michael R. Burch

for Laura Riding Jackson

All things become one
Through death’s long division
And perfect precision.



Nod to the Master
by Michael R. Burch

If every witty thing that’s said were true,
Oscar Wilde, the world would...

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AsylumBlowup
Deep purple and pink Floyd you have colour in your valium _yellow like sunlight inside this hole place of evil minds come to bare_a-trolley a-cometh to your table lots of goodies and your medication eat...

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With this virus locking us all in
Kids all at home making a din.
Like headless chickens in a stew,
No one knows just what to do.

The old ones should take care,they say,
They can't look after themselves.
Back in...

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A weblike interior is not a gut feeling. It is an erosive quantity of golden hue with the goldsmith involved being the mind's eye. Mindful mindsets mingling many manuscripts momentarily. Regardless of format and zone....

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You don’t need it
The sun is better
Feed yourself by any means
Because her flawless skin is softer
Walk
The smell of fresh leaves is more divine
Don’t worry
You don’t need it
Santa will give you your presents
No matter how stale...

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The year is like a drainpipe
Gently sloping as we go
From new year resolutions 
T’ward the winter’s dark and snow

We begin with such potential
Energy to fill our hearts,
Yet as we journey through the year
It’s full of...

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Way back in the nineteen fifties
When Charlie grew out of his toys,
He fancied having an active life
So he joined the Teddy Boys.

He wore drainpipe jeans, a black drape coat
And a shirt with a boot lace...

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Do you remember the time when just a flickof skirt
Would cause such a reaction that it very nearly hurt
But a carefully folded overcoat avoided any fuss
As you walked down stairs from the old school bus

Embarrassed

Drainpipe...

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Love laps at the shore of my heart. 
Kinetically connected to kindness 
my soul basks sumptuously in the 
sunshine of creation. 

All thoughts of bitterness dissolved 
and washed away down the drainpipe 
of despondency, mingling...

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Right this minute I'm looking at some fabulousness in relation to spiders webs
It's taken over the entirety of a hanging basket 

I'm not saying I'm judgey but there's a spider who builds it's web on...

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A LEAPING ACQUAINTANCE

O ask me if a friend is mine for keeping
And I will scroll down her countenance in years
To show acquaintance that’s a target leaping

And I will tell you of the long nights’ weeping
Into...

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Every morning and evening, I happen to watch parrots, 
A pandemonium always adorns my guava tree;
Each parrot seems unique, having its very quaint merits,
Like angelic souls, they seem in physique and psyche free...!

What a strong...

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the daffodil folk
by Michael R. Burch

to live among the daffodil folk...
slip down the rainslickened drainpipe...
suddenly pop out
the GARGANTUAN SPOUT...
minuscule as alice, shout
yippee-yi-yee!
in wee exultant glee
to be leaving behind the LARGE
THREE-DENALI GARAGE.

Published by Andwerve and Bewildering...

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Shuffling along a painted line
Marking dates of measured time
A wary way off the path,
where wayward footsteps dare to pass

Round wires' razor-sharp divide
Red-tailed hawks circle long and wide
Soul-mates screech; soar above
Sets of screams of scolding love

In...

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Down the drainpipe the water clanged,
flowing in loud torrents,
pit-ter-pat-ter the metal sang
a sad and sorrowful lament. 

The sky had burst with tears of woe
and sparrow fled to nest.
The butterflies where did they go
when all of...

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Longshanks drainpipe and whistle through the day.
pterodactyls got it easy in this wide-open sky,
they glide too far up to be real anymore.

The beady-eyed slinkers that wriggle under our plodding boots,
they also avoid the earthshaking heaviness...

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Mum.

People come from all walks of life
some clever, daft and fun.
Some are tall and drainpipe like
and some are like my mum.
She's only small and cuddly
rounded in her frame.
When I look at my friends mums
well they...

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