Long Emptier Poems

Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived in sin,

the others to avoid it. For nowhere
is evidence of...

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The fire is blazing behind the hill and the animals are running wild in the street pushing the traffic in another direction. 

Clouds of dust emerge from the sky sending particles flying in the air,...

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1am: The clock strikes like bolts of lightning as my brain rapidly

fires neurons creating a torturous play field in my tired mind.

Pangs of loneliness hit me like a full speed train.

My bed feels emptier than...

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A poetic writing challenge between Mother and son,
Jordan Adorno (search for this poet to read poem of the same title)

Charming the masses with only your smile.
You can captivate a woman's soul just by gazing into...

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This piece is dedicated with love to J.E. Gauthier, Jr. Active addict and father. 
Only by the grace of God may he be saved from the error of his ways.

 For years a dark man...

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self-indulgent blues...


my voice is hoarse
from the silence of my relentless screams

my very self rots
in the darkened cave of my misplaced dreams

all of everything that once kept the knotted peace
is now tattered and in pieces

twisting in...

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When all was lost.	
I saw stars in all their eyes, and they always talked the same all lines.
Always someone’s mistress or someone’s dirty secret.
They all think they got the best of me.  
No longer...

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The winds been knocked out my sail
Every night I sob and wail
Sadly to no avail
Death still wears it's darkly veil.

I'm sure you're fine and bathed in light
I sure do miss you day and night
I just...

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If someone asked me, “A penny for your thought”
I’ll tell him, “Sorry! It can’t be bought”
The thought process runs like a train
Fed by emotions and nurtured by the brain

Said Swami Vivekananda, “Thoughts have made us...

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Realization

Fear is cancer’s preservative,
As Embalming fluid to the living.
And you, oh accuser,
Are fear’s embalming salesman.
You are a snake,
Paradox bound.
Wrapped around the rod that binds you,
Depraved.
Attempting to free itself from its own fault.
Deceiving and deluding all...

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Just say no to sunshine
Trying to penetrate your dark doom
Wrap your black cloud around its fire 
Smoother it in your tears, in your grief
In your past trauma
Feel it struggle in your stranglehold
Feel its energy released,...

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As I woke up in the night
I felt a whisper plainly light
It won my urgency and might
and left this stricken heart afire.

'Twas then I recalled amongst the ashes
a tragedy of placid acid
my conscience stained in...

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There was so much rain in your voice. 
Daytimes that slept with shadows. 
Perfect perfidies piling 
your W.C. Handy eight-bar bravado 

I never knew your midnight, 
your pluck of broken glass. 
You told stories that...

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I
At this stage
My retirement age
I speak with JWs
Jehovah's Witnesses
I shut my door
quickly before
Now, I'm emptier - stronger -
I converse with JWs longer

II
Fine people, careful about blood
Who avoid transfusions, "blood" food -
For JWs, smoking is wrong
Alcohol...

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I stepped through the door in to emptiness
Empty rooms all around, empty nothingness
Even the cobwebs appeared to be empty
Dust everywhere, yet no footsteps showed
As I walked across the darkened room.
Dust swirls started dancing all around...

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When there was such a thing as a cowboy
And the open range was still wild and free—
When there was such a thing as the Old West—
A man could be what he wanted to be.

When the...

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time slides ever to the right,
neither scabrous skidding mark,
nor faint leavings of wisdom’s feast,
only gouged furrows, upturned days,

to love only ideas of love, 
inane this hate of a cruel gentle kiss,
blackened hollow, sunken chest,
banal sacraments...

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We are so nearly there!
For further fly all our
Cherished aspirations
Than we could ever imagine!
Our bright hopes…
Though they be only thought
And so briefly seen…
Have breath and life!

What we once conceived
Of virtue and true living
Of beauty beyond
All...

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I have a secret, the changing of time
Affects me sublime, and opens me to
The changing of blue to this lovely sign
Of which I divine, the moon shines all through

The fog entered into, each step I’m...

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Dawn again in this gaol
The jailbirds are imprecisely numbering
One hundred and sixty million
Or more of my countrymen.

The jailors are three hundred and sixty humpty down
And 109 dumpty members up.
You will never see vessels that 
Could...

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My stomach's emptier than it ever has been
I can feel the shaking, can't stop the rattling
I said things that I never thought I could ever bring myself to say
You took my hand and held me...

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The falling leaves danced
With the randomness of time
And flow of restless souls,
Moving on. Passing-by.
Grayer shades clothed
The dying accent of the setting sun
And in an hour,
You will be gone.

Those sobbing rehearsals
With the rain,
Are but futile train
Of...

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I stare into the void of glowing screens,
A modern-day oracle, my silent confidante.
How did life lead me to this pixelated precipice?
A chasm waiting to be bridged by strangers' stories.

The hum of algorithms weaves a tapestry,
Threads...

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This could not so much technically
be described as poetry per say 

Rather more like just writing down
every single thought

That enters my empty vacant restless
head

And trust me I don't mind honestly
admitting to the fact 

My head...

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Michael 
Compassionate,gentle, 
Singing,dancing,entertaining 
The King Of Pop 
Lives on!


Dorian Petersen Potter 
Aka Ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


July,5,2009 


Note from the author:
This is my humble poetry tribute, to Michael Jackson. 
I am still in shock over his passing.It...

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