Long Glider Poems

I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

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Dragon wanted a summer job so off to Dragon Air he did go.
But his erratic flying audition brought him, only buckets of Whoa!
They told him to come back later, whenever he learns to, better fly.
Like...

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Stork flights in unison                               ...

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I rested my weight on the dated metal green and white glider. I moved back and forth listening to the cracking sound that the glider forced out of the patched slats on Mama Ruth's front...

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace
you climb, skittish kite ...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there
so that all that remains is to

fall?

Only...

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In 1957 I took my teaching certificate back to the land of my mother.  
She was raised on a cattle ranch in the north central area of Nebraska.  The 
famous Sand Hills. ...

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I tell u what shell b the first to tell you 
Tim is crazy he aint even jealous of the devil
he gots propellas on the metal
Rest aside those doubts about me
weapons of destruction I don;t...

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There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s As Real As You & Me

The Legend Says, There’s A...

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There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s As Real As You & Me

The Legend Says, There’s A...

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The ten fat mice
ate loads of rice,
with lots of spice
but then needed water with ice!

There was a snail
who lived in a green pail.
One day he got pricked by a nail
and that was the end of...

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When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal porch glider.  On one such evening, I sat with...

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Bendy old whales taste like snails doing a backflip. But swarms of over eighty nine peonies are closely followed by nine bulls, an elephant tribe, a beetle colony and a party of laughing butterflies. Whose...

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For many years, the creek, ran passed as a drain,
Polluted and unloved; a poisoned murky vein.
A favoured dumping place, for household unwanted things -
out of sight, out of mind; and no good what it brings.

Life...

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Necessarily to Samora


On the stream, a cork was thrown
She sank in
She tripped on
She was picked up
A beach, a wave and a sailing ship don’t matter.
You will arrive at the time of coming back. 
-Faceless towards...

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 I AM Powerful, I AM Resilient, Iron Ox Fortified
 Steel Built, Rigid and Upright
 I Am Earth, Air, Wind and Fire, Most High in Sterling Light
 I got that Samson Might,
 No Mountain Too...

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- a solo nijuin renku -

English version by Liviu Martinescu

entrance to an underground
crowds in winter's clouds
and an atomic clock to boot

          the first snowflakes on
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Iowa should have two state fairs a year; one is simply not enough.
I am running past the freak shows, and the spin art now. 
Lots of screams from the sky glider; I threw up on...

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All my life I’ve had this plan, to settle in the Isle of Man
I tried to swim like all good sports, but three miles out I lost my shorts

Floating, lost among the driftwood, the sad...

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She wonders where to go, clueless in her ceramic cage,
with octaves oceanic (there's an oaf in my ocarina)
But Oh! Her delight when her Breather goes soprano
      a whippoorwill trying her...

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Horse


Sixteen point three hands high sparkled with sparkles
with a sparkling bay colour covering his coat
shimmering in even the darkest of the darkles
every part of him had a shimmering mote
a white mane that shines with shinning...

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You hide all the money,
Without paying to me a clue,
The skies was wet with morning dew,
At little time,broken ways get me not backslide, 
Broken ways,never goes on a king reign,
Hail a mind to sway,
We've moved...

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Pictures carefully laid away in tissue paper
on a shelf in a corner of the mind –
soft impressions on a sandy blanket
under a blue and white umbrella -
children jumping in the cresting surf,
laughing, splashing, ducking waves...

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On early Thursday morning, 
  Terror filled the New York sky.
And two engines were disabled,
  By a flock of birds passing by.

Departing from La Guardia,
  Bound for Charlotte, N.C.
US Airways flight 1549,
...

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If Mama’s Glider Could Talk

Cold days, hot days, in between days,
The red glider rocked on the gingerbread porch;
Where Mama shucked beans, or mended seams,
And visited with comers all.

She was quiet, my Mama was
And would never...

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I used to hate insects until I met a small spider, 
he was living in my garden making his webs;
that spider would skillfully traverse like a hang glider,
I loved his lacy delicate garden cobwebs...

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