Long Gyre Poems

Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING
uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf.

Despite countless factorial permutations
& combinations, this cyber surfer
avails left and right alm
seeking succor Out Of Human Bondage
invisibles shackles bind head,
shoulders, knees and...

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"Laureate"



Laureate 
speak now lofty phantom
to my mind

guide my hand 
I write I write I write

receptor of communication
things that are not mortal
Luminiferous aether 

sublime 
not normal writ
medium calculating in the script

In that other time
there you hold...

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Pandora's BoX

Whom to blame?
What woman now walks, the lethal ancestress
Of the original ancestress, that one named 
Pandora, that one with the gleaming eyes that said:

   "I want; I need, to know?"

Where is she...

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Note: the "dd" in Welsh names is pronounced "th."

Merlyn's Birth
by Michael R. Burch

I was born in Gwynedd,
or not born, as some men claim,
and the Zephyr of Caer Myrrdin
gave me my name.

My father was Madog Morfeyn
but...

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Countdown to Homo sapiens extinction
predicted millenniums in past
ordained but never occurred December 21
two thousand and twelve after common era
whereby catastrophic spark
detonating inferno incinerating blast
eradicating extant flora and fauna 
activating bereft hegira
with no means to interrupt...

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Why do mechanics need manuals when they’ve fixed it before?
Answer my question or I’ll walk out the door!
Didn’t they attend trade schools or get OJT?
Why need repair manuals?  That what gets me.
I just want...

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Written: September 21, 2023

Immanent yet transcendent Contest        Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker 
God is both fully transcendent and utterly immanent – extensively beyond us but genuinely with us. By...

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I.	Creation

Before the troubles of the world infect the soul
The magic of imagination creates a womb
Devoid of torment, pain, and stress. Rainforests, 
Jungles, beaches, other worlds of elation where 
You are always the victor in battle,...

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Here I am,


In the first fling of youth-

In what sterile field did I find this anti-fecund missive?

This stretching of a hand, drenched in rubbery black; accompanied by a smell; a sewing, cloying end-platform.

If I lean...

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An old hotel in Portland
Rain hitting street lamps
The buzzer
Click
Surveillance camera
“Can I get a room?”

It used to be called the "Burnside Triangle" back when it was still gay

Bump Bump da Bump da bump
Nightclubs bangin’
Young twinks in...

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A few hot-orange embers burn low in the fire pit.
Morning has sprung, evident only
In the vague concrete illumination
	of an overcast sky.
Scattered twigs and last night's remaining logs
Are tossed upon the coals,
With a few shivering breathes...

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"The Goodbye Road"



Glass slippers 
cut roads clean 
like diamonds
they dance through the storm
and Yellow is just a colour
ribbon tied around a tree

never Gold 

Monkeys fly
flattering mongrels
who walk the lonely roads
always on their own 
with soft...

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Today I saw the most beautiful sun!
Today I'm so grateful for being alive!

If you’ve found serenity, continue with the next right thing
If you’ve found sobriety but are triggered, play the tape
If you’ve found celebration, pass...

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So where's our lauded critical thinking, wisdom of the ages,
When far at sea unbridled plastic pollution rages?

Two large patches of plastic debris
Are circling in the North Pacific sea.

The greatest minds of our day can't solve...

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Jones
Day
Unwelcome sun
Wait
Wait
Wait

“Hey Claire, see if that old queen next door’s got anything.”
“I don’t think she’s up yet.”
“I will give five bucks for a rinse.”
Wait
Wait in a parking lot
Wait 

A man at the hotel
Nodding off
Hugging himself
Ignoring...

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83 
…some people equate the phone number with identification in the millennium…
EEYE do not have a PHONE NO CELL PHONE eye almost cried. 
NO NUMBER NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD TO CALL MY HOME…the garbled...

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The violet tress of clover blossom,
marks the countess' winter solemn.
Her sorrow,
her cardinal wanton 
for her prince,
falsely in prison.

There is no respite to her yearning.
There is no satiation to her craving.
There is no solvency to her...

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What's all this fuss about 
Haven't I furnished all your dreams 
Wildest and the untouched ones 
You Cantankerous bullheaded moron .
Your  beastly charm woos me so much
So that I completely asphyxiate myself 
Bent on...

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And we sat under 
A gazebo that sat 
Under palm trees, 
Standing and smiling 
At our seashore,
Emptying kegs of 
Palmwine in our 
Calabash and... 
And then emptying 
The calabash in our 
Stomachs...
An exquisite experience, 
I...

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She went to live with a skinny tattooist,
growing ever more sexually magnetic
but she denied him her
,
anus and mouth,
forcing him to masturbate while she danced for him.

O how she danced!
The dragons upon her skin
were her partners,...

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I thought the landscape burst in sudden flame
with embers wild cavorting in the glare
of dawning sun, but boundless sparks became
a throng of monarchs flitting through the air

above a field as though on charcoal ash
that gusts...

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That tiny pause to skirt the truth, half-reals you'd paraphrase,
The subtle softly spinning gyre of cunning in your gaze,
Vague reflections from your skin - a shedding, sheltering plaque,
All concerned syllables sent swiftly bouncing off your...

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He said that it was brillig, but what did that word mean
And slithy is a word that I had never seen
If you gyre and gimble, what do you really do
I guess when in the wabe,...

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The picture is of an oldish man sitting on a hard chair in front of an Edsel on which is the painting of a fire. The room is concrete with some brushes and paints next...

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Lapping against the shoreline’s edge,
Fluid quartz-crystal of waves rush
through my toes . As I align home-made
paper boats wiggling against ebb tide,  
the looped hammock of moon gently cradles 
strains from Jobim’s notes, ‘ Agua...

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