Long Gropes Poems

Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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In a Stolen Moment
by Michael R. Burch

In a stolen moment,
when the clock’s hands complete their inevitable course
and sleep is the night’s dark spell,
I call it a curse,

seeking the force,
the font of candescent words, the electric...

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Cowpoke
by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16

Sleep, old man...
your day has long since passed.
The endless plains,
cool midnight rains
and changeless ragged cows
alone remain
of what once was.

You cannot know
just how the Change
will rape the windswept plains
that you...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE V

Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise
by Michael R. Burch

I wanted to be good as gold,
but being good, as I’ve been told,
requires something, discipline,
I simply have no interest in!



Villanelle of...

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”.... taste me….”

tell me how
in a keystroke
to make you come…

~ dripp
into me

”...with a devil’s tongue…”

suck it!

I’m undone!
and HOW
dare you
came!
don’t run
now coward
it’s ME…
your game
shreds a fabric
to burn a name

”...I want fire….”

eyes
flashed sin
seeking out
what’s really been
known
for all...

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PETRARCH TRANSLATIONS

Sonnet XIV
by Petrarch
translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Lust, gluttony and idleness conspire
to banish every virtue from mankind, 
replaced by evil in his treacherous mind, 
thus robbing man of his Promethean fire, 
till his nature, overcome...

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Trump Poems and Epigrams VI

Poets laud Justice’s
high principles.
Trump just gropes
her raw genitals.
—Michael R. Burch



Dark Shroud, Silver Lining
by Michael R. Burch

Trump cares so little for the silly pests
who rise to swarm his rallies that he jests:
“The...

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Arduous agonizing affliction
doth unrelentingly assail...
aghast to exhale lest...lose
desperate clinging clutch
held by bloodied cracked fingernail
phantasmagoric tendrils constrict

stoppering me to whisper or wail
yawning abyss menacingly beseeches
hmm...release could immediately curtail
cumulative (lifetime's worth) travail
freefalling, pirouetting unnervingly,
unstoppably, unwaveringly... zipping

into infinite...

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No matter existence (mine) lamely, mostly, and nearly spent...

I barely experienced
getting clothed (think fashion wise
as metaphorically swiftly tailored
harried styled mortal)
approaching naked truth
regarding life, liberty

and pursuit of happiness..,
nonetheless yours truly forever gropes
in the darkness of ignorance...

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Journey Journal Page
CODE SAD MODE
By Leon Enriquez


My heart knows how love hurts
Blush of wild fling casts dirt
By day sad dreary hues
By night pain comes on cue


My soul feels turmoil brief
As sadness marks high grief
My distress...

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Zoomanity

Ponderous pretense 
blindsiding any ability to cope, to hope, the 
fabric of reality gropes, worn 
Torn, promises shredding like swilly alibis	
Hoovers and fakers 
backing into their mangled apocalypse,
can only stammer and stare
Movers and shakers denying...

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The sun has long receded from the sky,
Pallid gloom invades the wintry air,
Morbid silence hangs over him,
Memory sleeps like hibernating toads. 

Trees stand bare with no leaves to array,
The Earth lies shielded in its icy...

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I sat in my yard, revering to the sublime splendor. 
A Setting sun lighted wheat fields with a gold fender. 
The universe is a celestial art by a creator in the sky,
Waves of fuchsia purple swept over...

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Broken mirrors crush me under deceptive appearances,
mutilated wisdom whistles hesitantly,
the heron gropes, flying through fragile fantasies and follies lost in the penumbra
Penumbra that pulses,
words flow like a black river rolling shadows,
Shadows that gaze at me...

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SUNRISE
Sunrise, hasten
Your feet to come
For in you the blossom
Of my heart berths
Dusk, the mirth of my heart
Has cocooned, and in frigid
 Warmth for sunrise it yearns 
For my sunshine to bring.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to...

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The tale now starts to fling enchant,
Let mind and heart surge piquant pun.
Seer of Greek lore strides in time lost,
Reminds of yore what foresight costs.


My eyes have seen the goddess bathe,
Spy the unseen this foolish...

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Trodden down and beaten out,
That is me for you and whole of the world.
While inside me I still shout,
"Wait to see my rage unfurled". 

Since long have I been messed and marred,
Raped, ravaged, killed and...

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Fear...!

A bloodthirsty predator that is lurking in the deep dark;
holds on with a grip, like that from the teeth of a shark!
Makes one shudder through the night and day as it stalk;
drains all the vitals,...

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What do I appear to you

A shiny doll with no aims

A life that has seen no pains _

You think you know me

Very few are the ones that understand me_

I ask thee for MY LIFE to...

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He looks at her
with mutilated disgust
The gentle touch on his shoulder,
from the woman she now is,
changes the look on his face
Through no fault of her own,
cancer has taken a twin part of her away
He heaves...

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Five days of hell
on the phone, selling lies
and pieces of the Titanic carpet.
A sinking ship of a company
with a captain who gropes and leers
and a crew who watches it happen.

Five days of pain
standing all day...

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Even surrounded by life
Loneliness gropes at my throat
I can't breathe because of the heavy emotion that seats very audibly
at the pit of my chest
I'm barely hanging on for my own life
The syndrome that causes a...

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When darkness invades and envelops me
I see a light cutting through the dankness
I see its source, a shining star
The only one in the firmament of my sky 

When my spirit gropes in gloom 
I look...

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I do not dream when I sleep, 
it is the warm embrace of lightheadedness- darkness - and then my eyes crack open. All joints of my body aching, like rusted hinges.

I should amend my beginning,...

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