Long High seas Poems

Let me narrate how Death came ‘pon this Earth, 
Said sage Vyasa to Yudhishthir, shattered
By Abhimanyu’s death, ‘Oh vain my birth 
Should a young dream die and lie scattered’.

A story it is from a Golden...

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Into Days And Nights Of Writing Accolades To Poetic Titans True

Then Hope gave sweetest promise. Of Love's new open hand,
There under moonlit oaks, truth's goddess smiled and sighed.
But Life overruled such benevolent a reward. No...

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The Seven Seas of  Rhye
A mythical destination for all those that do wrong.

This write sang to the tune of
When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again, Hurrah, Hurrah
        ...

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I saw the great con that was Y2K
I saw all the scaremongering go away

I saw in my arms a child I love so
I saw that I did not want to let him go

I saw that...

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Climate Change Haiku
by Michael R. Burch

late November:
climate skeptics scoff
but the geese no longer migrate.



The King of Beasts in the Museum of the Extinct
by Michael R. Burch

The king of beasts, my child,
was terrible, and wild.
His roaring...

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Lorca Translations I

Gacela of the Dark Death
by Federico Garcia Lorca
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I want to sleep the dreamless sleep of apples
far from the bustle of cemeteries.
I want to sleep the dream-filled sleep of...

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The Beauty of Charkha the Spinning Wheel  2

The Poem is dedicated to Mahatma Gandhi and his Charkha


Cotton has always won the hearts 
Of every men and women 
In every age
Whether it was the time...

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When I was young I had dreams,                             ...

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>We have just remembered the ending of the Second World War VE day it's called.  My father, well stepfather was a member of the British Expeditionary Force.  He was injured and evacuated by...

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On the Trans-West Africa High way we drove
Thoughts of decades we carried 
Rich history to be unfolded
Beautiful sights of trees and mountains we view
Hail God’s creation
For his handiwork is perfect
Stories of the Liberian camp at...

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I know it’s easier to catch a breeze or two, once we have been around the bend. We should take the time to watch the leaves among the trees every now and then. We should...

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When we pleasantly stroll down
the streets or boulevards
of any historical city or town,
we  stops pensively and reflect deeply
by the magnificent monuments erected for the great;
and reading the engraved words,
we are astonished by the accomplishments
of...

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I saw old images of different views of Ho Lang Island
The stone towers built by Spanish still standing erect
I felt nostalgic to look at the past of this island
It was dubbed as a "no man's...

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Various Heresies 10



God to Man, Contra Bataan
by Michael R. Burch

Earth, what-d’ya make of global warming?
Perth is endangered, the high seas storming.
Now all my creatures, from maggot to man
Know how it felt on the march to...

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Oh it was so long ago, now, in the time before television.
It was a more genteel time.
Women used to do the housework and read to the children.
Their husbands went off to save the world,
and their...

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Man Solo:                                 ...

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I once knew a teacher who occasionally used the word ‘fiddle'.  If perhaps he deemed something untrue or irrelevant; or if annoyed by students or otherwise disagreeable, he would simply say, “fiddlesticks”.

In the instrumental...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  
                            ...

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There has been news about piracy in the high seas...
And here is news about a nefarious activity you don't see...

People go missing in action off the waters of Philippines...
And then the cat and mouse game...

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Oh wow. Oh great. Look over there. Quickly now. Come on. It is the mitigating migrating mammoth mansions. Brick by brick and bone by bone. In a line. Travelling. Traversing the plains, fields and mountains...

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Legend Of The Black Dove 
             (Part 5) "Adventures On The High Seas"

The quicksand has claimed one victim, the fleeing horse and the...

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Mine dad in the 1940’s was an organ grinder huh!,  in the high seas in the Navy. In the 1940’s
 Lo, the clanging, bopping, banging of prepare containers foods. Large coppers pans and pots....

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Cobblestone Echoes
                          by Odin Roark

Ancient stone
keeper of darkness
of auras reaped...

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In spite of the choice that I made to be wed
The call of the sea was the voice in my head
The wreck of a ship that I bought on a dare
Was ripe for a trip...

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My thoughts wander as I wonder what I'm running for. 
It's like I'm hunted cos I'm wanted for the chalk under juggernauts. 
Now I ponder what I'm running from.
I took shelter against an atomic bomb....

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