Long Hermetic Poems

Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the...

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Nucleotidings
by Michael R. Burch

“We will walk taller!” said Gupta,
sorta abrupta,
hand-in-hand with his mom,
eyeing the A-bomb.

“Who needs a mahatma
in the aftermath of NAFTA?
Now, that was a disaster,”
cried glib Punjab.

“After Y2k,
time will spin out of control anyway,”
flamed...

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Michael Joseph Jackson

Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American singer, songwriter, dancer, and philanthropist. Dubbed the "King of Pop", he is regarded as one of the most significant cultural...

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Existential crisis still encompasses mein kampf Valentine's day 2022

The following lines written disjointed fashion
attempting to mimic strategically 
moving pieces erratically on chessboard
ideally yielding ultimate resultant checkmate
opposing men captured for the queen to use.

Jurassic throwback terrible...

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A Silent Walk in the Woods

It’s the first of June. Beautiful sunny day. 
The play of light and shadow is amazing. This is a pure day.
Fantastick the inner silent. I feel it is a very...

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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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The Intricate Mysteries of Being

An albatross flying across the Antarctic
A telescope monitoring the intergalactic 
A horoscope sharing interplanetary 
plastic
Let’s elope while we still think each other is fantastic 

A quiet analysis of all that you...

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Itinerant mercenary shrouded with penitent robe
Shining beacon for terrorists around the globe
Hermetic curmudgeon; gun-toting xenophobe
Zealous provacateur who for ardent jihadists did probe

Material wealth a means; establishing a caliphate the end
Seeking Arab-royalty's, sovereign-sheikdoms to rend
Scourge of...

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Drawn to a conclusion like a magnetic pulse,
Attracting information as like attracts like.
We live but for a moment in the great scope of existence,
The seven Hermetic principles apply to everything in our Universe.


1/ The law...

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Running cracks of lead flaked paint, spiders across the front door like a grandfather's
forehead. 
Its hinges squeal from years of inattention and forgotten maintenance
Floor boards moan a song of dismemberment and forgotten age
While musty gloom...

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Ouivre, ouivre,
my Ovus Star,
a bit premature 
immortal,
for there we are.

Again, and again,
we do sojourn.

I am yes... so 
terribly in love,
but a bit ironic.
Our path as one
harmoniously, plutonic.

There are many, many
foundations Elemental.
To you my Heiroglyphic Monad,
a...

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Life so complicated, so vindicated
Life never so simple in the dimple
Smiling, pining, piling up pressure in indicated
Moments and torments in a pesky pimple

Germinating on a face hitherto serene
Driven bonkers when complication that conquers
Spaces and territories...

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No antihistamine can 
unblock the lifetime
accumulation of stoppered emotional gunk
zapping, undermining, and polluting spunk
mine early life in retrospective avast flunk
stripped mined wasteland qua sinkhole,

where eternal reverberations soundlessly plunk
inescapable deafening, and
blinding this targeted
"scapegoat" bullied by most...

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Humankind  iLL-Humane--

Left on a chain in the rain and in summer’s heat;
Continued barking
Ill humane treatment
Carcass
Remains left on chains--caged up dogs
Maggot distorted flesh rotted muscle and fat
My passion is the humane humankind
I felt compelled to...

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A mother to you, a son to me, sucking the life out of my bosom and weep in disgust when it's saggy.
Men love a tempting hole to fit in,
to dissolve seeds of bliss and then...

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Grace Thompson

1894-1917

At the timbered railroad depot,

On lower Philadelphia Street,

Across from the lumber yard and the state school there,

I spent many an erstwhile afternoon,

Sitting and worrying and waiting,

Like an expectant Ceres,

For the returning equinox,

Like an agonizing...

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The sun's  warmth is helping my mood considerably.
I had been holed up all day in a dark place, watching sad  TV shows, feeling down...
Now I am outside, and it is warm out here....

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From the book of revelation the warning is clear,
people will be deceived in worshipping the master of fear.
Predicted in scripture to lead most into loosing their salvation,
when false Gods are the symbol of appreciation.
The mysteries...

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Gamesomeness goads gawky, gingerly,
goofily graceful, grandiloquent gent, gallant,
genteel, geico, guppy gecko, gabbling gaffes,
gagging, gamboling, gestating, gesticulating,
garlic, gnashing, gobbling, gyrating,

gruesomely grinning, grappling, gnomadic
giggly, grubby, gastrointestinally grumpy
gewgaw gazing guy, geographically germane,
gungho, grave gremlin, grumbling, guiding,
guaranteeing, guerilla gripped...

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Heated by sun and rock
a mottled snake licks the morning air.
Last night, stones were its eyes,
a blood-chill had frozen the flavor
            and flicker
of tongue...

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I'm utterly a hermetic swarm of chemicals.
Our atoms are uniquely spotted over medicals.
Inside every iota arise unique waves of strenuosity.
It is stunning since we're concerned not to see.

The intensity waves in the query are identical.
In...

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As above, so below ~
spake the Kybalion;
old Hermetic wisdom,
transcends body prison,
leads us to God’s kingdom.

As above, so below ~
energies intersect
in our radiant heart,
infused by magnetism,
on adding love to cart.

As above, so below ~
thus God in-dwells...

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It can be gloomy as winter's dreariness...
when nothing else glistens but cold snow;
and it can be as mysterious as summers' nights...
when the crickets are heard from a dark lawn.


Come out and see the many images...

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The Octopi Jars
by Michael R. Burch

Long-vacant eyes
now lodged in clear glass,
a-swim with pale arms
as delicate as angels'...

you are beyond all hope
of salvage now...
and yet I would pause,
no fear!,
to once touch
your arcane beaks...

I, more alien than...

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Voices cloud my head talking over one another, hermetic scales of illusion are composing still here, there and over there but then I needed saving, I yell aloud but no one comes but I get...

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