Long Gurgles Poems

My eyes stare straight,
fixated on something in the distance, 
humming a song that would send chills,
if you ever got the chance to listen.

A padded cell and a straitjacket,
the doctor giving one of his ‘visits,’
his moans...

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My hair bristled in the crisp breeze
Excitement spreading throughout my body
Even the sudden cold amused my fingertips,
Tingles spreading through my hands and up my arms
Soon I would be there too. . .
In the murky shadows...

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* In honor of all those who give their lives and limbs for our freedom. *

Japanese??

here ... in Pearl Harbor?!?
this must be a nightmare ... it can't be real -
I can't have seen that, yet...

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The Poet
by Hermann Hesse
translation by Michael R. Burch

Only upon me, the lonely one,
Do this endless night’s stars shine
As the fountain gurgles its faery song.

For me alone, the lonely one,
The shadows of vagabond clouds
Float like dreams...

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Hiroshima Poems I

Let Us Be Midwives!
by Hiroshima survivor Sadako Kurihara
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Midnight...
the basement of a shattered building...
atomic bomb survivors sniveling in the darkness...
not a single candle between them...
the odor of blood...
the stench...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...
albeit modest word zealot

Writing prompts burst asunder
snap, crackle, and sweet Mary poppin
within me scrambled noggin
witnessing yours truly to blunder
blindly along this dark and stormy night
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...

Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...

At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin...

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Diminishing virtues stripped away
From the flesh
By the fierce brined rods that freely 
Course thy hot crimson blood; 
Dry cracked lips attempting to
Fashion broken words of compliance
That so must needs to be spoken...
But...Ohhh, Meretrix...
My foolish and...

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(otherwise titled psalm to
Amelie Beth by Matthew Scott,
his genuine, gluten free and non GMO
poetic non fake appreciative guise.)

Ah, thee availed me reason to craft
a poem with rhyme or reason,
when I beheld unexpected email
exemplifying Christmas season
triptych...

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Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we...

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I see that acacia tree 
and I get vacuumed back to the past.

When we both had 
a different type of light in our eyes,
with the reflections of that clear brook
evident in our irises,
where we thought...

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The Big Ben chimes thrice
The chime letS go of its wings
and swallows a bee-sting--
it sprays its spine with spice. 

The printer reboots in haste
The fruits play hide-and-seek
and collide with a geek--
it munches them into paste.

The...

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Darkness crushes last remains of light,
oozing hatred leaks from every pore,
as I stand before my final task.
Sinking deeper within my rotting mind,
cascading horror corrupts ,
laying bloody tale to what awaits.
Stepping forward fear reeks,
delicious decadent it...

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Truly, the bee hive innards hum 
Truly, the body inside gurgles 
Truly, the cave echoes the vortex 

Truly I know these sounds 
from last night 
4 cackling creatures spewed 
their saturated sayings upon 
the floor...

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A young girl giggles her way through the summer spongey swelter.
Her parents succumbed to the insistent call to close their eyes after a fried chicken picnic,
And the tow-headed two-year-old heeded the call of the nearby...

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In a word the monster couple was frustrated
still having problems when they communicated
Frankenstein and his new wife not being very verbal
using a lot of mumbling and throat gurgles,

So the newlywed couple went to school to...

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What is this creature revealed,
when an object hits the surface field?
It emits a splash that springs up into the air,
like a fountain surging up skyward with flare,
to reveal everything you need to know inherent,
in water's...

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Breast beat for her I doubt you fathom crude
Understand thus gravitas of thy actions true
This must entrust you knot the thread bear
Bang thy drum roll knees follow you we share
Needless pain inflicted as I stroked...

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Magnolias wafting through the breeze,
mixin’ with sweet iced tea.
Porch swingin’ and guitars strummin’,
playin’ cards strewn on the table.
A Remington rifle hangs above the door,
next to a nice ten-point buck;
Air so thick you're breathin’ water.
There is...

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She sits at a window,
that faces the park
the daylight is fading,
to almost dark.
It’s almost deserted
as people return
to their flats and houses
to find the warm.

She glimpses through raindrops
on the window pane,
hearing the rush
of a long-distance train,
and...

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Sit with me a while, here on the soft green grass, that hides the Gentian Violet and the Daisy peeping through and watch how the soft cool wind lifts the fronds of Willow, hanging down...

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Climbers and bushes are like sentinels that guard our terrains,
Waterfalls and paths, cascade like snakes gliding on the mountains, 
Our indigenous mansion lounges like a penthouse on the hill,
Amidst echoing rocks, mumbling winds, which chime...

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Hereabouts the thinning glades
Of sparse grey Birches:
Brackens crisp copper tresses 
All aglow;
Gently waking Snowdrops
Lift their sleepy heads
From leafy beds of woodland moil,
When tucked snugly up,
Out of intrusive sight and just 
Below.

Fondly the slowing bend
Hugs upon...

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lower abdominal area gurgles and balloons
gastrointestinal tract 
     vis a vis flatulence croons
in tandem and/or subsequent expulsion
 
     eliminates fecal waste
witnessing sprinting to bathroom, this scribe 
...

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**For Ruben O, My little Bro**

(This poem was written and a recording made for the contest sponsored by Team Poetrysoup which was deleted before it was judged.  I wonder if this would have received...

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