Long Fingertips Poems
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Oak
"Oak"
The guardians
stood around and
shook their heads
great thoughts
quivering
from the ground, roots up,
as if to walk
confidently
with great armies
yet hesitation
was witnessed
in their waving gestures
perplexed
and touching
green crowns,
there they...
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Categories:
fingertips, dark, journey, light, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Who Put Luebella Down the Wych Elm
"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"
There are rumours
about me, some
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart
shaped planchettes
unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking
underfoot...
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Categories:
fingertips, muse, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
ErinErin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
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...
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Categories:
fingertips, ireland,
Form:
Sonnet
Whats Behind the CurtainI used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains.
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....
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Categories:
fingertips, anxiety, dark, dream, imagery, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
BehindI used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains.
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....
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Categories:
fingertips, anxiety, depression, emo, suicide,
Form:
Blank verse
ObservanceObservance
by Michael R. Burch
Here the hills are old and rolling
carefully in their old age;
on the horizon youthful mountains
bathe themselves in windblown fountains...
By dying leaves and falling raindrops,
I have traced time's starts and stops,
and I have...
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Categories:
fingertips, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, seasons, time,
Form:
Sonnet
The Tender Weight of Her SighsThe Tender Weight of Her Sighs
by Michael R. Burch
The tender weight of her sighs
lies heavily upon my heart;
apart from her, full of doubt,
without her presence to revolve around,
found wanting direction or course,
cursed with the thought...
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Categories:
fingertips, creation, depression, divorce, farewell, goodbye, sorrow, sorry,
Form:
Sonnet
This Is Feminist UsIt's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.
I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this time of lost loss.
Death is always inconvenient,
even when invited.
A veteran,
about...
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Categories:
fingertips, anger, fear, humor, integrity, mental illness, military,
Form:
Political Verse
Poems About Poems IiiPoems about Poems III
Radiance
by Michael R. Burch
for Dylan Thomas
The poet delves earth’s detritus?hard toil?
for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet;
each syllable his pen excretes?dense soil,
dark images impacted, rooted clay.
The poet sees the sea but...
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Categories:
fingertips, poems, poetry, poets, visionary, words, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Come Down, For Harold BloomCome Down
by Michael R. Burch
for Harold Bloom
Come down, O, come down
from your high mountain tower.
How coldly the wind blows,
how late this chill hour ...
and I cannot wait
for a meteor shower
to show you the time
must be...
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Categories:
fingertips, books, culture, discrimination, education, extended metaphor, literature,
Form:
Sonnet
What Good Are Our TearsWhat Good Are Our Tears?
by Michael R. Burch
What good are our tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is our concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?
What good, the warm benevolence...
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Categories:
fingertips, child, child abuse, children, death, poverty, sick,
Form:
Free verse
Poems About Poems VPoems about Poems V
Distances
by Michael R. Burch
There is a small cleanness about her,
as though she has always just been washed,
and there is a dull obedience to convention
in her accommodating slenderness
as she feints at her salad.
She...
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Categories:
fingertips, metaphor, poems, poetry, poets, words, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
kiss -
your silken skin gleams opaline
bathed in Luna's soft wash of cornflower - like a
porcelain Madonna by Michelangelo
conjured to life by the magic
of moonlight
your eyes open just long enough to
affix mine, and affirm I'm in a...
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Categories:
fingertips, kiss, passion, romance, romantic, sensual, sexy, soulmate,
Form:
Free verse
Poems About Flight, Flying and Birds IPoems about Flight, Flying, and Birds (I)
Flight
by Michael R. Burch
It is the nature of loveliness to vanish
as hummingbird wings, batting against nothingness
seek transcendence...
Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch
Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching...
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Categories:
fingertips, angel, animal, bird, flying, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Poems About Poets IPoems about Poets I
The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
for Leslie Mellichamp
The stars were always there, too-bright cliches:
scintillant truths the jaded world outgrew
as baffled poets winged keyed kites—amazed,
in dream of shocks that suddenly came true ...
but...
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Categories:
fingertips, inspiration, muse, poems, poetry, poets, romantic, writing,
Form:
Verse
Light On the Devil's Chord - the ChallengeMy hair bristled in the crisp breeze
Excitement spreading throughout my body
Even the sudden cold amused my fingertips,
Tingles spreading through my hands and up my arms
Soon I would be there too. . .
In the murky shadows...
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Categories:
fingertips, adventure, change, cool, imagination, music, sick, strength,
Form:
Narrative
Part 1: Confusion of the MuseThe large, bright Winter moon shone it's heavenly light over and out amongst the snow-covered city. The city was large, the city was noisy. It was midnight and the bustling still urged on. People ached...
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Categories:
fingertips,
Form:
I do not know?
To Speak of WomenMen ...
Giving advice to OTHER men, on women
That's funny ... ironic "funny", I mean, (though I did chuckle)
As if ANY man ever had...
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Categories:
fingertips, appreciation, love, relationship, women,
Form:
Free verse
The Light of Reckoning -2The Roman administrators came for the wealth of our worship
demanding that I crack the church's coffers wide open
for their needs, for the Empire's desperate embellishments,
in place of gold I presented the poor
I told the onery...
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Categories:
fingertips, creation,
Form:
Epic
The Casualness of Casualties
In the intimate interlace of free will and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is.. is over in the stormy, swarming...
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Categories:
fingertips, death, evil, family, fate, life, love, violence,
Form:
Haibun
Fall
"FALL"
I wrap
my Autumn world
around you
Calliope turning
raising the
season’s poetry,
I am she
returning
dancing
with Summer’s
dying leaves
Twirling you up into
my warm golden brown
symphony
hear me sing,
whispering notes,
holding keys
towards you
you're approachable
reaching...
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Categories:
fingertips, autumn, symbolism, winter,
Form:
Epic
What Is a Life To YouWhat is a life to you?
Do you wake up to love
imagine a future with someone?
A wife or a husband,
a child or ten?
An exaggeration,
but love is different to everyone.
Do you have a cat or a dog,
that...
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Categories:
fingertips, america, anger, emotions, grief, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
Moonlight Sonatas and Morning KissesIn the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel etched in the chronicles
within the hourglass of time,
a journey that...
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Categories:
fingertips, best friend, blessing, devotion, inspirational love, love,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Edges of RhymeThe Edges of Rhyme
I wrote the playbook, watching what they took
While the earth shook I could not look
In the direction of the Big Book
Like a fish caught on a nasty hook...
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Categories:
fingertips, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Make Love To Me In That Ancient PlaceThe Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad...
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Categories:
fingertips, adventure, desire, history, love,
Form:
Epic