Long Dreamlands Poems

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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Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us...

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State of the Art (IV)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...”  — W. ...

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,
you climb, skittish kite...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there,
so that all that remains is to
fall?

Only a...

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In the dark of night a wind took hold,
With powers charged to shake the sky,
By moody swings of gods up high,
Their breath alone enraged and bold.

In the dark of night history spoke,
Of a world alive...

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In a boundless night, under the sky where the stars burn like the lost thoughts of a sleeping god, I feel suspended between worlds,
in a silence that sings echoes from unseen universes, where time flows...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
upon awaking

is: to Love sometimes
is...

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Dark matter seems to be
What isn’t there to be seen
In between
What we see.

They dub it dark since you cannot detect it
Nor can they inspect it
With telescopy.

Yet, while it can’t be descried
It cannot be denied
For equations...

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace
you climb, skittish kite ...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there
so that all that remains is to

fall?

Only...

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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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Scuddle Butt and Martzy Putt, two nonsense senior rhymers.
Went to bed without a blink and never set their timers.

And when the dawn grew very near; no one was alarmed.
So, Scuddle Butt and Martzy Putt slept...

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Athena takes me
sometimes by both hands

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
,upon awaking,

is: to Love sometimes
is like forsaking

one’s Being—to drift
far beyond any thought,

forsaking...

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In a labyrinth of time, every second is a grain of sand scattered,
everything hurts: old age is a veil of shadow over my thoughts,
and death, an old acquaintance, draws closer with every tick of the...

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I hear the voices you once bequeathed to me
Enchanting concert music in symphony of love
But I left the theater before the show was over
Walking all alone in the missteps of contempt,
Endorsing the reticence of unspoken...

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 Gnarled trees yawn under a starless sky
As a swift coldness mixes with the "howling wilderness,”
Crescendos until pure silence strangles the macabre atmosphere.
Preparing for the imminent journey, I place a slip of paper under an...

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Dreamlands peaceful serenity

The noise was still & silencing As it echoed around the room. And into the blindness of the dark night I felt myself fall deeply into a minds peaceful, calm vacuum. As distant...

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Share your empathy of unbridled dreamlands
    my dear friend
and help me heal my abandoned, decrepit heart
with its peeling, dangling memories
    in my troubled mind

Give me faith for shattered wishes
lead...

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I am alone

I’m all alone
Yet again
In this sparsely populated plain
My dearheart having gone off the screen 
Giving me  a really nasty turn
To hit the sad way of the forlorn
But your love I never did...

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The noise was still & silencing 
As it echoed around the room.
And into the blindness of the dark night
I felt myself fall deeply into a minds peaceful, calm vacuum. 

As distant farout whispers, became voices...

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3.

Death, the Master, wears a thousand faces.
The white smile of the skull
Lies behind the 5 O'Clock shadow
Beneath, perhaps, those laughing eyes
Looking your way across the bar.

When the shock begins to fade I turn off the...

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In the prolific dainty world of Angel's dreamlands
I rule with the boundless mercy of God's dominion!
From the rosy haze of a million viable heathlands,
Out of the disorientation of a protracted illusion.

I rule with the boundless...

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The Secret of the Heart

Do not fight with the pain,
A companion for the heart;
Do not object to sorrow;
It's so soothing for the heart.

In the house of tears and patience,
And the winterland of hardships,
There's built a...

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Dream on

Be it white rabbit holes of wonderlands
Or black holes  of never-here flounder lands ,
Dreaming on and on
Vaunted  webs they  spawn
In  this ‘ uni-verse’ that ever expands*.

Expanding like vapor, fluff and...

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A parade of floating, verdant fields 
appear within a clouded dream
idyllic islands in the sky
a tranquil vision, peaceful sigh
of heavenly serenity. 

Yet now, the scene is set adrift
by ominous and darkened twists
of blackened branches 
that...

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Pains are supposed lifetime teachers,
Teachers that connect mind to soul.
Soul, mind connects unto preachers,
Towards time... life lessons made whole.

Pains are pieces of peaceful storm...
Comfort's steeze can not regulate,
Or by any means can reform;
All stings, life's...

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