Long Firs Poems

Poems 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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These are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations …



Will There Be Starlight
by Michael R. Burch 

Will there be starlight
tonight
while she gathers
damask
and lilac
and sweet-scented heathers?

And will she find...

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Date: March  2051

The next Hawaiian rendezvous:
Warm Hawaiian breeze. Wooo! This
Is LIFE!!! Holly scream for Dolly and 
Molly to hear. Molly said, "We should 
Explore as long as we're here. This place
Is full of curiosities."...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 2

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

The batter's foul ball killed a fowl that later caused a foul odor.
After painting the room red, he then redd it up and read...

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It's too hot and humid for September!
Even dust specks descending in the room's sunlight
are beads of sweat running down my sides.
I bring pencil, crossword and ice tea 
to this chair and table, these angled shutters,...

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Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last night I watched stars twinkle in heavenly...

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How Pale the Poem!
(An Echo Poem) (1)

Are poems lovely as night's stars?
Aren't all more fireflies viewed in jars?
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Faint points of light man barely sees
now (gift of Science) galaxies,

are strung on necklaces like beads.
Star deaths the...

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POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 6: EVOLUTION

Singularity
by Michael R. Burch

Are scientists confounded like the ostrich?
Heads buried in the sand, they shout, *Preposterous!*
This universe, so magical, they say,
proves there’s no God. But let’s look anyway ...

He said, *Let...

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Soul Searching Trek Along Winter's Snow Painted Trails

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last...

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~Under the Same Moon~

P.D.
Our days are different, living under the same moon
Down here in TEXAS, life carries a different tune
This world spins on its lovely axis
Listening to our Tex-Mex of our English lexis
We share a...

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Empathy ,Sympathy and Compassion,
Three Angels washed up on a deserted island,
Abandoned by the World.
“This is a lovely Island. Far away from human kind.
Let’s solve all the world’s philosophical problems.
Problems that have gone unsolved for centuries.”
The...

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"First"

I saw you 
You saw me
My heart somewhat felt complete
You brought so much 
Joy to me
You approached me 
Accordingly 
You said "excuse me"
What's your name ?? 
That smile I plan to bring
I just blushed
Remain quiet...

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The day that followed . . . 

Blossomed blue, bright . . . beautiful
	Clouds towering into the heavens
	Wheeling white, wonderful . . . wordless

	
The clouds danced in the expanse
Rolling on a sea of silence
Sailing soft,...

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Alone on the trail, pushing daylight,
we two pull into a small arroyo to bed down.
Nigh unto exhaustion, hot food
transcends tired old bones and the smell of sweat,
but not enough for either one of us to...

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Old servile sleep descends on heavy wings
From laden summits wrapped in icy clouds 
When, glassy-eyed, the owl cold midnight rings
And snowy mist the starry light enshrouds. 

Atop the ancient firs, the birds lie still
And cling...

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Humorous Humors and tumorous assumers and crazy-fascinated consumers spend their money with wings on luxuries of the heart, going topsy-turvy over pleasures and expensive firs 
Throw away past pleasures beyond blessing-cursing measures - nothing lasts...

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O glorious Autumn of melancholic 
Gold -
All abouts the brightly lit
Woodlands
Your wonderful artistry behold!
Tinted bronzes,
Darting between awkward firs
Of sobering Evergreen,
Loiter inside mauve havens
Splashed with palest yellows -
And dappled with many differing 
Limes
Throughout this variegated Theme;
A...

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LATE NOVEMBER


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We are the children of time 
That big round clock 
Arms like arrows 
Not a minute to be wasted 
In this precious cycle 
Of ambition 
We succeed 
While hearts bleed
Yet we go on and on....

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It is just a dog, a common cur
The scabs, the sore upon the eye.
O the rattled temper
And the garbage bins tottering 
Under the mischief of its paws.
It is just a dog, a common cur
And more...

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Fire and brimstone earth has formed
Not always was it that this planet moon adorned 
But after core formed earth was hit by planet size of mars
That created the moon making our planet unique in system...

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In the rugged mountain passes
Of the western Carolinas,
Just west of Hendersonville and east of Kentucky, USA,
In the land of the foothills and steep valleys down,
Exists a remote land forgotten in time.

Steeped in country legends, handed...

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Snowflakes caress my cheek
Sugary sweet, like a candy treat
Oh, so enchanting
Mesmerizing

Snow falls soft and tender
Like the whisper
Of the softest
Feather

Snowflakes kiss the 
Naked branches
Lingering on firs
With affection

Snow lies glistening
Like beautiful angels
Falling around me
A spiritual balm

Snowflakes, liquid
A...

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She
 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
    for your love is more delightful than wine.
Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes;
    your name is like perfume poured out.
    No wonder the young women love you!
Take...

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The Senior Center was a beehive of active waiting
to die.

Bingo
but not ballroom dancing.

Knitting
but not garden expansions.

Physical therapy
but not yoga
and not chi gong,
much less mindful meditations
sung in four part harmony.

The new guy,
just growing into sixty-five,
asked them
How...

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