Long Geode Poems

SELF REFLECTIONS

These are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections, impressions and self-reflection. 

Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch 

for anyone struggling with self-image

She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm ...
but she's grossly...

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R.I.P.
by Michael R. Burch

When I am lain to rest
and my soul is no longer intact, 
but dissolving, like a sunset
diminishing to the west...

and when at last
before His throne my past
is put to test
and the demons...

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Poems about Things that Break II
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
 
 
 
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
 
You came to me as rain breaks on the desert
when every flower...

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Resemblance
by Michael R. Burch

Take this geode with its rough exterior—
crude-skinned, brilliant-hearted ...
a diode of amethyst—wild, electric;
its sequined cavity—parted, revealing.
Find in its fire all brittle passion,
each jagged shard relentlessly aching.
Each spire inward—a fission startled;
in its shattered...

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("Contagion III", 2020, original pen and ink and oil)

Trigger Warning

From the safe space of my hardened little heart
I send out my love
In waves of conditional bliss
To all who are just like me.
And since that’s actually...

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Attempt to shine
     flickering figurative klieg light
with the help of hyperbole
     on poverty wrought
debutante material, this predicated
     on my own unbiased thought
initially related...

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no shortage of familiar metier real
     (material) aye attest
welling up within thy breast
merely a predicament how to winnow

     junk bonded barnacled
     accretion encrusted
...

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Imagine juicy diamonds on our fingers the size of nickels 
      and old polaroids on ourselves, hungry for some fresh film
for capturing moments like the ones we have down by...

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I sat upon an old stump,
Nautical twilight swelling like dark cotton,
As brown leaves swirl'd in an autumn breeze,
Piling around my leeward boots,
A sound, good memory from childhood,
The sound only autumn leaves can make,
As they blow...

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One who is steadfast with resolve follows the yellow brick road…
Awareness fused with understanding co-creation connection transforms burden’s load…
The Prince is emerging from her kiss, shedding the mundane form of the toad…
The now moment is...

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I want the biggest geode coffee table I can get he told the geologist.
Better backtrack I said to my cousin, knowing who he was speaking with.
It is going to be pricey, the geologist warned him,...

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Today like tremors having broken 
a boulder free sending it toppling 
from a cliff in the clutches of gravity 
plunging toward the ground 
encountering my head on its way down
splitting open my skull as a...

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Appearances can be deceptive,
And to the superficial gaze
The outside seems dull and grey
Plain looking in many ways,
Yet, when a crack causes
Water to seep slowly through,
A Geode can split to reveal
A dazzling sight to view!
Piles of...

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As I walk
	through growing dusk
cold wind blows
	scattering dry leaves

stones do lie
	about my feet
hidden secrets
	that I could see

if I would stop
	and pick one up
what hidden treasures
	might I find

a geode filled
	with crystals bright
glittering gems
	shining bright

a fossil from
	a...

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