Long Grievance Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems XI

Myth
by Michael R. Burch

after the sprung rhythm of Dylan Thomas

Here the recalcitrant wind
sighs with grievance and remorse
over fields of wayward gorse
and thistle-throttled lanes.

And she is the myth of the scythed wheat
hewn and...

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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 feels its meaning—
the...

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These are poems about Dylan Thomas, as well as poems "for" and "after" Dylan Thomas. Dylan Thomas was one of my favorite poets from my early teens and has remained so over the years. I...

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Myth, after Dylan Thomas
by Michael R. Burch

Here the recalcitrant wind
sighs with grievance and remorse
over fields of wayward gorse
and thistle-throttled lanes.

And she is the myth of the scythed wheat
hewn and sighing, complete,
waiting, lain in a low...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch



Desdemona
by Michael R. Burch

Though you possessed the moon and stars,
you are bound to fate and wed to chance.
Your lips deny they crave a kiss;
your feet deny they ache to...

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LOVE POEMS IV by Michael R. Burch

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about love, passion, desire, lust, sex, dating, romance, relationships and marriage. 



She Was Very Strange, and Beautiful
by...

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I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence

The following crafted 
approximately midway 
into the administration 
of forty fifth president,
whose crass, gutsy, lewd,
repulsive yawping finds
him squarely poised to
nab the nomination as
Republican front runner
come the...

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Is it time again
Is this another day again
where I sit up once more
waste my fingers to the bone
to describe my grievance with the Sorceress
named Sarah...
No...not this time
Is it time again
is this another day when
I sit...

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Adolescent infatuations...never consummated

Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; meaning yours truly actually a virtually married Pennsylvania man,...

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I need a little change of pace
take a flight to outer space
make an attempt to paint a face
upon a planet without moons
make an attempt to just spin across the rings of Saturn
I just need a...

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Take my lips from me, steal my teeth
Rip my voice from my throat
Throw a wrench at my voice box, there's no point in the lock
Sorry for being abrupt, carrying this halfway through a morning tune
But...

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Call it what you may
But I will not go back the other way
Call it what you may
I did not come here to dance or play
I have the keys to the golden box
And I would like...

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Hypothetically, what if I (a born again atheist)...
tentatively took page from playbook of devout believers...

Allowing, enabling, and providing
cautious optimism to abound
thus easing grief instead
reason to rejoice found
once corpse cremated
or buried underground.

Whereby reincarnation will eventually...
mitigate grief...

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Escapees: Accommodating Adversities

                    The subjective state of those who are well in
    ...

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Consonant Like A Vow (el)

Now ma nada twirly (to early) twittering 
condolences to the esprit de corps, qua 
(just recently) late John McCain, and his 
surviving family suddenly damning original 
way word odd did see,...

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There's an inner/outter counter blank element that defines our earthly countenance transparent transpire to an irrelevant parlor non native nill given gotten gave, positioned ill latently counterintuitive never minded gotten gained heretofore-d hahaha-d wtf-dis thisd?...

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Filched formerly anatomical slender man - me! Thus I take a pot belly stance!

Absolute zero escape
velocity gutted dance
sing days (contra and square),
cuz metabolic full abundance
abdominal adipose tissue acceptance
not in accordance
with light as a feather
physique I...

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I have become its servant by the commission God gave me to present to you the word of God in its fullness— the mystery that has been kept hidden for ages and generations, but is...

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  On white lines on valiant wheels
I head north leaving behind the City of Sails
       with its humourless streets,
    its casino steel and glass Sky...

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Solitary rituals of mourning the write way, right?

Papa... bless his (your) heart and soul,
impossible mission your second born
sole male heir cingularly communicates,
viz his avocational crafted poem, since
written words, mine metier
write most pained words

with great difficulty,...

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screwed.bumped.bruised.fingers caressing a flossy silhouette which happens to be a cup of
brewed coffee.savoring its stunning richness while helplessly  drowned in sincere fondness
from its hypnotic scent.better than hell.better than a new-mown hay.better than anything
else that...

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Politech chef in the kitchen
cooking up another Microsoft microdot
meth batch of morphology
Walter White’s in the house
brewing more truth breaking bad
tweet juice chemical toxicity
And the viral caged bird brains
are getting subliminally stamped
with the neon glowing letters...

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Don`t give up hope my friend
You will soon be able to smile again
Don`t  give up hope my friend
This four years battle will soon come to an end
The people are walking around the town wearing...

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I was an illustrious, nuclear physicist, and I was studying the strong force,
Holding together building blocks of all atoms, as stars hold to their course.

That force joins roaming quarks, which neutrons and photons are made...

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You are the person of virtuous devotion 
The world has beaten you down and taken what you love
Yet you never slayed by your emotion
You took pity on those like you and with your wings showed...

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