Long Hoarder Poems

Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly 
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; 
ofttimes imagined as time thief.

Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...

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Perpetual Quandries of Dischord

Permanent irreversible Attatchment disorder
A lemonade stand at the Mexican Border
A traumatised disorganised old lady hoarder
The incriminating evidence on an old tape recorder 

Elements of discontent shivering through a crowd 
Firmaments of promises...

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Everything that is created
disguises a hidden purpose....
A calligrapher writes out his lines
not just for the exquisiteness of the script
but to also convey a meaning.
           ...

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I think I found the prescription for the sickness behind my obvious problems 
Or I found the key that fits in the lock of the door of ignoring them
I’m not sure which one it is...

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Have you ever felt like you needed to talk to someone?
Someone whom you could open the closet to and unveil the skeletons that you have been hiding
Someone who you could connect to soul to soul
Someone...

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Wonderworks
by Michael R. Burch

History’s
mysteries
abound
& astound,
found
(profound)
the whole earth ’round,
even if mostly
underground.


The Procrastinator’s Creed
by Michael R. Burch

It’s always, “Tomorrow, I’ll do it.”
Work? I eschew it.
I never collect money I’ve loaned
and the rest of this poem’s been postponed.


WHEN...

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Yang's guerrilla tactics
explode my two way mirror,
unveiling camouflage Yin's indigenous strategies.

Messianic Yang fascinations
uncover Yin's mutual mentoring solidarity,
salvific yeast transmorphing light's power
into wriggling heated function,
fertilizing Her benign wet redeemer 
hospitality.

Positive forceful forms of Yang
double bound convex...

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Her heart felt like it had been ripped out of her chest,
By a giant bear paw.
She had suspected for a few months that her twin flame was leaving.
They did not talk any more,
Did not eat...

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Limericks VIII plus one Lead-In Poem



Updated Advice to Amorous Bachelors
by Michael R. Burch

At six-thirty,
feeling flirty,
I put on the hurdy-gurdy ...

But Ms. Purdy,
all alert-y,
kicked me where I’m sore and hurty.

The moral of my story?
To avoid a...

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I used to eat orange peels in your Chevy car…
Let me be…my luck is long gone…
You hurt my heart…and torn it to shreds…

S H R E D S . . . . 

You left me...

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The Conundrums of Today and the Promise of Tomorrow

A tear of genuine sorrow forming in the eye of an innocent child 
The fear of what the feminine has borrowed in order to represent itself as...

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8/9/22

What good if they judge by the color of skin
Got to do better instead of teaching that to kids
Still telling fibs
On either side of the ridge
Yet again another burned bridge
Soul cold like the temperature of...

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So,here I am kids in 2023 after having wasted
two decades of the only thing we can't get more of,time.I don't even want to talk about the wherefors and the what nots of the deal I...

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I awoke to find 
that Jack Frost had paid a visit 
to my bedroom windows
for the very first time 
this Winter.

If only I had seen him at work
I would have thanked him
for decorating 
my otherwise...

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The Story: 

ragged faded 
lady hoarder, 
dumpster-diving 
diva boarder, 
dancin' to the tune 
of her Dandelion Wine. 

milky-eyed maiden, 
peddles paper posies, 
masticating carnivore, 
toothless, useless whore. 
not on her best night! 
not anymore! 

acclimated...

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Beneath a quiet oak and pine who whisper
Hope through heart and mind, I sit –
Reluctant to leave my spot, where beauty
Pours over the grass carpeted thoughts

I listen to the squirrels scamper about
Lifting nuts when they...

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Myrtle Parker

Myrtle Parker lived on the Riviera,
That’s the English one not the French.
Her favourite tipple is Red Currant Cider,
Only beverage her thirst would quench.

Never did she marry no husband,
Preference for life single and free,
Though kept...

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One day my dragon, discovered how to read; whomever taught him, is anyone’s guess.  Once he discovered historical novels; none of us would rest.  Night and day, he inhaled words; great fiction, based...

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You failed once. You failed twice. Time for you to retest,
Even if it means that each day you have to skip recess.
     So far you have failed every course that you...

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~Life Support~

Welcome New Poet To Poetry Soup, 
I offer you a warm smile, in hopes you come back another day.
From the moment I spot your name on the new poet list,
I roll out the welcome...

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the apple tree greed 
the apple tree greed 

he has an apple a green apple 
he is the only person in this room 
with a green apple 
suppose suppose NOW 
he has MORE of those...

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To All Mothers Everywhere
To all mothers
everywhere
Why do you part your legs
toward
the 21st Centaury
Didn’t you know
That the future is our final station
Where the monkey sits and waits
To collect
For a debt that has long been owed?
And he...

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That awkward rendezvous whispering signs of fairy tales 
when he stole my gaze as if time got stuck at one place 
silent chord of strings started playing a tender note 
that echoes within this confined...

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Hello there, do please come inside- no need to wipe your feet
excuse the mess, I fear you'll find it isn't very neat.
This place is always untidy, victim of my disorder
from old hang-ups to memories, I'll...

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The Need To Amend Immoral Choices


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