Long Eroded Poems

The weight of the water is heavy in my chest, a force pressing against the ribs. It rises when I don’t expect it, like a flood breaking through cracked, neglected seams. The truck of my...

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Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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She stood with her back turned to me
Leaning slightly towards where the light tapered off into darkness
Her faced buried deep inside her cupped hands 
Her own shadow towered over her seemingly at odds with her...

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I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s not so much in how I was raised but in...

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Where is the shining city upon a hill?                           ...

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"I do not see what right any one would have
to object to calling this part 
[the South American mainland], 
after Americus 
who discovered it 
and who is a man of intelligence, 
Amerigen, 
that is, the...

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Babylonia : Part Two -
Noah’s walk


Pandas chew bamboo, while you film them in the nude;
Red Elephants are extinct (Apart from a view).
Fly up high, escape the zoo’s!
The latest attraction is a Man named Hu.


Hu Man?...

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The Castle On White Otter Lake

That rustic, old log castle
Stands facing the lake.
Built by hand, by one man
To acknowledge his presence,
In a changing world, he felt
He could not participate in.
And so chose to live like...

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All the moments that have led to now
play out—
projected onto the insides of my eyelids,
a film I’ve watched a thousand times.

And still,
it shakes me to my core.

Visions of the ineffable,
with impossible implications.

I wander through a...

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I woke last night and read my Poe
and asked is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream of a dream?
I know what I don’t know what I know.

In Bethlehem’s cradle, a...

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It looked so right on paper to everyone; but when the night embraced her she was alone, still wanting to believe in love. 

Her footsteps echoed through her cathedral of a house which offered her...

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I went from ghetto living
And the ghetto kind of days
To being up out of it
And to seeing better days.
Now the truth stays 
And my mind plays,
in a blessed way
defying the lie defining me 
in my...

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(continues after part1)

When he agreed, his neck I held and climb;
And he waited for proper time and place,
And when the wings were open at the prime,

He clutched the hairy ribs with strong embrace;
From fleece to...

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Your time worn hand rests on my shoulder
A gentle firm touch
Ancient fingers stretching awake
And for that moment in time, I receive you
My body marinates in your history,
Delicacies, trauma, and wisdom

I sense you riding within my...

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Blandishments eroded invaluable necessary viz life savings of mine videre licet alms

initially crafted June twenty fifth
two thousand twenty four
affecting me to utter "oy a broch"
(pronounced ah-BROOKH)
before I cast accursed blatant spells
outright upon the head of...

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Courtesy severely receding hair line..., 
yours truly enveloped within morose mood

I (Samson incarnate) 
frankly experience zapped strength,
hence sulk and pine for salad days of youth
when abundant golden locks adorned me noggin.

Now in doddering dotage scant wisps...

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The following fictitious scenario I evoke

Analogous to fire breathing 
puffed up imaginary dragon
(in a land called Honah Lee)
ye might rightly think
what the deuce
haunting spectre ace of spades 
goodfella aiming to be a poet all about,
meaning...

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Only bold , italics , 

The stench of power

  There’s a common smell of bull*****been spreading through this land 
Blair and Brown once had the power to spend spend spend out of hand
The banks...

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Asifa's Blood Pens 
(The Courageous Princess)

No! No! Wipe out the name of Asifa! 
No more Asifa's on this earth to be born!
O Lord, my creator, my benefactor, my protector!
My parents chose my name in your...

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In the twilight of thought, where shadows whisper tales to the wandering mind,
Without poets, without artists, the world would dissolve into chaos,
A universe stripped of its seasons, its civilizations, its very heartbeat,
No more thought, no...

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spoke to stars

every 
   night
     when 
        world 
            slept
 ...

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*THE ARMAGEDDON   IN THE SOUTH*

Blessed with inestimable reservoirs 
Countless traps sealing gas yet untouched 
Seated on wealth beyond its numbers 
Wealth to sustain their  tenth generations 
Enough  to feed the glutton...

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“Project 2025 Genocide with Cyanide”

Democracy, what does it really mean
Is it the next act in a movie scene
People open your eyes and mind, get serious
Or are you riding a wave, being delirious

Get involved, get out...

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Time a Construct of Control 

We were always taught from very young, 
be sure to be ready & so on, 
never late never wrong, 
to consider time as our friend 
this blasé thinking hasn't stopped,...

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Karl Marx
created the communist manifesto
because looking at the capitalist world
the wealthy abused the poor

The wealthy enjoyed abundant lifestyles
well everybody else became slaves money
the wealthy getting wealthier 
well wages were eroded 

Marx was a trained economist
women...

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