Long Hares Poems

"Worship in spirit and truth"

With Easter approaching, many people Christian and non-Christian are exposed to this celebration and may have questions concerning the various teachings, rites, rituals and traditions that are promulgated by public worship...

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"The Call of the Grimoire" 


when Exalibur was retrieved 

from the rock, then foolishly 
and irretrievably lost 
in that dreadful battle most worthless

the imps encouraged 
the once good Poesie folk 
to jeer and throw pebbles

the...

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“Barking Up the Wrong Tree” 

ghost gums
shed their bark 
the min-min 
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to 
imprint and write
thoughts, like the 
ripening welts of 
green ants 
small bites sting
subcutaneous and 
meridional, 
terra...

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Malnourishment is the song from the pans whose empty hold could offer no more products to be boiled and whirled. They were quite sad having been bought then hung. Hung. Sparkly signalling stale sales. Stale...

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It is Monday, today is pay the bills and light shop.
All this after we have been for the morning run.
The dogs are always keen, they trot beside me
as at ten miles an hour we cover...

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I am a big admirer of all large cats, one of my favourites being the Scottish Wild Cat.
It is one of the wildest of all cats and will fight to the death to protect its...

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Humus me? My vegetated chokes ingest!
(jokes all in jest)

Hard to believe, I orange in a lee
started life as barely visible speck!

Just in the course of healthy growing
season, this former minute nearly
microscopic entity developed into
quite pleasing...

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In a deep sleep, I fell upon the fields, tired, rejuvenated, and blessed
Wandering in many a dream

A warm sun creeping from the heavy cream clouds awoke me,
And I felt His presence once again
Sitting up, I...

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Day 38

Pugnaciousness set aside, 
Phantasmal was the anticipation, 
Possessing each moment
Some shutter fell over him
He knew, at least, that he had me 
He knew that I cared enough
Ours together, in his hands and mine,
I gave...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE VI

On the Horns of a Dilemma (I)
by Michael R. Burch

Love has become preposterous
for the over-endowed rhinoceros:
when he meets the right miss
how the hell can he kiss
when his horn deforms her...

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It was on the night of midsummer's eve, there was a pregnant pause. Not even a leaf was moving,
the sky so starry bright and the moon benevolently shining lighting up the moors.
It was the kind...

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It’s okay to be nervous
But there’s no need to fight
When colors flow inside of shapes 
You have taken flight
Directions will be pointed 
But you’re flying much too high
Caterpillars may inhale smoke
But eat plants to Butterfly...

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Deep pain bores into scalp as eyelids struggle to open;
Glaring sun menaces eyes as they face the sky boldly.
First thought dawns on me like elixir; I'm alive!
The vast blue sky seems to smile upon my...

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Prissy Patti was placed in the running competition 
Not because she was the fastest, but she was the pushiest.
And hares are well-known for backing off in most fights.
She was preening and twirling in the large...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES - XLIII(Continued)

A black-listed writer tops every publisher’s reading list.
Half a loaf is better than no love.
Don’t dig your ears while tying your shoe laces. Just wear slippers.
Eat only what’s available in the stable...

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"The Pavane" 

Autumn leaves
whistle nonchalantly
along the left-behind

paths of serendipity
hesitantly touch fingers
lightly for a while, tipping

lost in the wastelands
winter beckons 
love unconditionally

magic listens
and arrives
in the laps go-lightly

of racing hares
tossed salad years
and marshmallow dreams

of servile tortoise
pleasantville sown...

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I'm a strong flying solitary hunter; living up to
      fifteen years in the wild and almost twice that
     in captivity. I'm one of the world's largest...

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My silky ivory coat keeps me warm in the artic climate,
my keen senses search for prey in the Alaskan wilderness-
When I encounter the mighty mount Denali, I climb it,
yes, I am an Artic Wolf and...

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Animal Freedom

A Christmas walk in soft sun of winter
Across crisp fields of umber and green,
A sharp breeze blowing with freedom
On their faces, aglow with the hope
Of seeing one again – a bird; their bird,
Soaring and...

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zealotry yawping within un
   pretentious sporty, quirky, 
   oddly, manly, kooky, impisly, gummy, 
   edgy, dorky, cocky, belly airs

to disseminate, a quick  
  literary flourishing brushstroke 
...

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Mother 


The crisp white winter of her feather clings as a bodily shield, dissolving into the cool of the arctic. Her flat, square of a head and buried neck motion in all four directions as...

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At times we should not be afraid
to roundly call a spade a spade.
I shrink not from a reference
to a fearful pestilence.
From Leo the king to a lowly vole,
the fear of death held all in thrall.
Even...

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The ROSE OF SHARON

is where i belong to be at peace and refuge of nothing

as i run from safe to safe but she is a land and a woman

who haunts the most fought over region...

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As spring unfurls its mystical charm 
and masterly sprinkles star-dust
to rouse nature from the cradle of slumber.
Joy overspreads through the excited cool breeze
that carries the invitation to each and every one.
It's the much awaited lovable...

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IN THE JOY OF THIs MORNING
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(For Jim, to explain why
my tears can...

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