Long Glossed Poems

Ech day me cometh tydinges thre
"Each Day Three Tidings Come to Me"
(anonymous Middle English poem, circa the 13th century AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Each day I’m plagued by three doles,
These gargantuan weights on my...

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A young girl’s voice / lost in the data / cries out
"Why are we here?"

Pixie Pixela... her words soft and low murmurs...
"This world is yours... dear... a garden for stories to grow."
But her digital eyes...

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I was forever losing things, and my laughing friends called me a klutz,
Like darker skies misplace buttery sun, when a severe storm develops.

I had once lost the keys to my house, and waited locked out...

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anticipatory anxiety fosters catastrophization...,

especially bombardment of online scare tactics
courtesy fiendish insidious loathsome sinister oafs
rubbing their hands at aggrieved party;
punch drunk cyber thieves ecstatic
acquiring by hook and/or crook
sought after precious, priceless, and proverbial data
after loosed ransomware...

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The heavens shimmer 
as billowy linen-white gossamer clouds slip away, as soft blossoms open for the sun.

Mystical wings of Eden brush sunset colors; 
caress the rose petal; touch the lustrous cream bisque glossed onto an...

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If my rhymes rugged and clucking might be
As it would better fit to wretched hole
Above which are pointing all rocks to see,

I would express my concept as a whole
More clearly; but since I do not...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty
Grudges and childish jealousies -
Ably demonstrated by various
Patchworks of shabbily...

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“The Penelope Squad”



A line of bluebirds 
tittering on a line
swaying on the winds
like comedian pageboys 
having a good time
poop in the peg bucket
words wooden and sharp
fly off with frosty notes
dirt and sherry stains
imprinted on 
Penelope’s...

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If the day dawns, at last, ‘Men’s Group’ (1) wants to address ‘loss’
(most feel in retirement), I’d jump at the chance! Let’s be fans!
I am loath to leave ‘Men’s Group,’ but moved too, to let...

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Feathers sparkled lustrous leaves
crowded in a blisterful branch
glazed pink lusted sprinkling waves
smothered a idyllic luxury
Blizzard armies of service
strategically polished in sparkling
sparkle polish 
for a whispered gloria 
held sacredly 
Born in lacy recklessness 
with scarlet lolita...

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And then I told her to put her breast on top of the table.
She lifted then settled on the wet yet wiped down counter,
and I just watched with my eyes smiling for my mouth and...

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...
My bed is comfortable, as I lay for wanted sleep.
I change positions from my mother's womb to the bum that lays on the sidewalk;
letting the rays of the sun warm his face.
The buzzer is yelling:
wake...

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This is a true story of seven students
Agone days of those ill-famed fiddles
Musing with drolleries – assiduity on catchy missies
And lamed against educators animalism.
Books usually kept aside but concentration hard on last night
Weekends glossed upon...

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It was during the fifth visit almost halfway through
The doctor asked, “What do you want?  I am asking you.”
This analyst then placed emphasis on the word “want”.
The patient’s reply was what he searched for...

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Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
Earthdate/starttime: 11/04/19 01:10:26 AM
Earthdate/endtime: 11/04/19 02:55:46 AM

Poetic snapshot regarding immediate
actual, physical, spatial... environment
pertinent, relevant, salient... yours truly
commenced within fleeting electronic

date/time stamp indicated above bereft
attempts to describe character sketch,
whereat I sit within Apartment B44:
taking immediate...

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(or)  Those Summer Days With Danny

Those Sun-Filled Days With Danny
Where We Walked Along The Shore
Beside Star-Fish Strewn On The Beach
Tossed Above The Ocean's Floor ...

Where Danny Surfed The Waves
and Raced The Crested Curls
& Showed...

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Shock waved over from a puddle to form an ocean as Jake stood taking splash after splash
of emotions that rolled him not to understand on how he should react to this rude from her
remark yet...

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My soul's eyes look upon the past,
and see hers meet mine for the first time;
I watch as our love's die is cast,
as the bells signaling our fates chime.

I watch as the fires within us ignite,
as...

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END TIMES : TWO

End time dramas continue 
to unfold as foretold 
tribes of Judah and 
Gad united in ether
descending conspiring 
to pull Matrix strings 
across rooms boom
death Will hidden 
documents forged
a trigger activates
illicit action
Centre remains...

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Take a deep breath, i say to myself as i 
Slowly walk down the dirt driveway 
Thinking about how inviting me must have been a Mistake
The door creeks open and the smell of marijuana hits...

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When looking at me what is it that you know you can see?
What does your self have to say to you about the soul that lives inside of me?
Can he see what it is that’s...

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they were having trouble in their marriage
so they both decided to go to a counselor &
he suggested a retreat,
so they both cleared their schedules & 
in the attempt to preserve whatever was left,
they both made...

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I try to push away
she said

As I lit my cigarette in hand
The gleam from the fire made my eyes squint
and gave me a sub version of her face.

All I glimpsed was red bitten lips and...

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   “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn  

Time has an interesting 
way of revealing 
riveting narratives,
embossed within ivory 
clams in raven letters,
perhaps, it is...

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Enea, at the Scottish Court

The critics claim that this is far the worst
of all the frescoes.  Enea the star?  No
inkling here.  Can that be James the First?

And that’s the Clyde?  It...

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