Long Hairstyles Poems

Rejection Slips 3

Rejection Slip
by Michael R. Burch

Whenever my writing gets rejected,
I always wonder how the rejecter got elected.
Are we exchanging at the same Bourse?
(Excepting present company, of course!)

When editors reject my poems, did I slip...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems IV
I wrote this around age 17.



Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch

If God
is good
half the Bible
is libel.

I read the Bible from cover to cover at age eleven, ten chapters per day, at the suggestion...

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Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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I OPEN HER OLD DUSTY BOXES 
FILLED WITH HER MEMORIES 

PICTURES OF FAMILY, FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES
MANY OF THE SAME PEOPLE AND SOME NEW ONES, ONLY CHANGING CLOTHS. HAIRSTYLES AND POSITIONS
OVER THE YEARS IN VARIOUS...

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El Dorado
by Michael R. Burch

It's a fine town, a fine town,
though its alleys recede into shadow;
it's a very fine town for those who are searching
for an El Dorado.

Because the lighting is poor and the streets...

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Clump of earth. Green glow. Clump of concrete clapping. Green glow. A grouped nylon is akin to a skinny pair of trousers swinging in a breeze. Twisting with furry knees. But not ever in trees....

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Sitting at the very top of my closet,
a small cedar chest, with treasures I did deposit. 
It was Christmas gift my sweet cousin gave,
for years it has sat there, as if in a grave!
With broken...

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Adding many components to a stew today? Flavours? Chopped out pieces? How many pieces? Go on how many? It is never the question of how many components that are within the granules that will decide...

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We need a change in society
I'm seeing Heartbreak, backstabbing, Violence and Betrayal
People are full of hate, Drama, and don't know how to be faithful
We're dealing with pain in variety

New day, new tragedy, sadly that's how...

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Oh my child...
Where is the chubby cheeked, innocent, wide-eyed toddler I swear was just standing in your doorway?
Oh my child...
Who is this beautiful young girl standing beside her handsome father today?
Oh my child...
Who is this...

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I am me
Do U like what U see? 
   Honestly
I wish some secrets could be washed away
     Just tell me 
I heard from so and so that i'm pretty
...

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time away from the game of
seeking out a lover keeps the
shy in the dark until the last 
moment when the hormones
may command & the eyes 
cause the mind to stir & the
body to follow when...

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Our family came together again yesterday, (which is the reason for this poem)
and, as is our tradition, we took a family portrait before everyone headed home.

Why do we take so many family portraits….it’s quite simple...

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What a large pineapple laughing in a row. Heads and toes. Arms and legs. In suits. Laughing cheering. Pompousness' of an elite bunch of abusers. It is unwise and unhelpful to cause a stale tail...

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An antelope chats to a bean burger on the destination for the butter beans on the train. But trainers were not allowed in a hallowed sacred steam room for vortexes often brush the most tangled...

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Sun-faded cardboard photographs
of 1970’s hairstyles
were tacked to 
the brown paneled walls.
His counter was cluttered with 
the shiny tools of his trade,
a chipped glass bowl
laden with lollypops,
and a jar of combs 
in blue liquid.
National Geographic,
Sports Illustrated,...

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time 
distortions of memory 
tricks played out 
of things thought but not 
old photos tell stranger tales 
of two dimensional places 
of younger eyes 
and tender faces 
8mm and slideshows 
or lockets clasp'd 
kodachrome and...

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As The Rising Sun, The Dawn Came In Softly & Slowly;
&
So Did My Suffering.

Maybe Unexplained Or Unexpected Feelings;
Which Have Been Ignored;
A Sudden Melancholy Skulking In The Silence;
Awaiting The Arrival Of This Day.

The Days Have Regrettably...

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The old combs
Stay with me many years
Now I bought new combs too
But too lazy to use
I stay at home 
Especially during MCO
I seldom use mirror or comb
I use my hands to comb most of the...

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The old combs
Stay with me many years
Now I bought new combs too
But too lazy to use
I stay at home 
Especially during MCO
I seldom use mirror or comb
I use my hands to comb most of the...

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So many of us will sell ourselves for the "hype"
Just for a moment in the limelight 
Selling their souls for minute of fame,  just to see their names  in the big bright lights
It...

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It's Mighty Funny



It's mighty funny,
That you call me ugly,
But you are trying to look just like me,
Everything I do,
From the hairstyles I wear,
To the way I dress,
You always seem to copy,
You tell me I'm nobody,
But...

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not sure what time of day 
it is any longer---not sure
which self to act with these
days---not sure which part
of this individual is broken
up into the most pieces,
but each piece seems to 
evolve quickly into a...

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The house was tall in strucure. Many doors led to different adventures. There was a cafe 
where you could sit and have conversations with neighbours. A grand dinning hall where the 
seniors supped elegantly. A...

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The clothes first worn were fussy
However, a sure sign trend.
The women's most natural mat bags,
Matched the naughty pearls on their necks.
The pleated skirts of the oldies,
Danced through comfy, trendy shoes,
And the feathered hats of the...

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