Long In concert Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch

In the Whispering Night
by Michael R. Burch

In the whispering night, when the stars bend low
till the hills ignite to a shining flame,
when a shower of meteors streaks the sky
while...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of...

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Men ...
  Giving advice to OTHER men, on women
    That's funny ... ironic "funny", I mean, (though I did chuckle)
      As if ANY man ever had...

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Slang..
Chick-fil-a = the best place ever
jade = 
brooke = gorgeous 
mishin = the boss, as in “You aren’t the boss of me.”

Orpheus
We’re on vaycay. School is OVER, COVID is over. We’re in New York City...

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What is a life to you?
Do you wake up to love
imagine a future with someone?
A wife or a husband,
a child or ten?
An exaggeration,
but love is different to everyone.
Do you have a cat or a dog,
that...

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So I was feeling badly,
sad,
because I share our mutually complicit status
for my compatriot's difficult terrorizing
chronic stress disordering
time.
I too have been there,
lost there,
to a more moderate extent.
I just walked away.

I wish I had done more at...

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My friends and I were out strolling, in a lush park one day,
Just enjoying the scenes of the afternoon, as time flew away.

Sun kissed blooms blushed and swooned, under pale lazy clouds;
And nature was lush...

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She was a grand piano: grand in structure, grand in beauty, grand in quality 
of sound. She had captured the heart of every pianist who had come to play in 
the great hall. Once they...

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She was a grand piano: grand in structure, grand in beauty, grand in quality 
of sound. She had captured the heart of every pianist who had come to play in 
the great hall. Once they...

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Feb. 6, 2021
	Hello I was born normal on May 17, 1979 from Paranaque, Philippines. My name is Jacqueline Ramirez Mendoza and was taken from Jacqueline Kennedy Onasis. Given by my cousin, Jocelyn Picazo Santos. My...

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My roommates Leong, Sophie, (Charles) and I were coming from a Yale sporting event. The sky looked like a dirty Swiffer-mop and the wind seemed to be ignoring the posted 20mph speed limit. It was...

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Joe Bonamassa is famous for more than just guitar skills.
but as for the lovely array of ancient antiques,
His "Nerdville" house is filled with tools and artifacts.

Joe Bonamassa hankers for blues-rock as pioneers age.
Danny Gatton taught...

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My life was so exciting and busy, but still I was dissatisfied,
For my job was going nowhere, like blooms with noplace to hide.

I had for long had a dream, of becoming a world famous singer,
But...

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An anticlimactic sexual event...

with Barb Black née Beebee
to help set the ghost
of little Willy Brandt free
(a non German, but germane fellow  
courtesy Craigslist classified
personals of mine invitee
she replied, I took liberty
to Google her first...

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It is Friday and cars are rolling down the street
It is Friday and I can feel your heart beat, 
I know that you are thousands of miles away
 My spirit is yearning so come and...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished absurdly upon my wardrobe, in excess of what was practical,
Like...

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I’m laughing this morning, spontaneously. We’re not studying any more. Our sophomore school year is over. I’m giddy, giggling, like a 9 year old on sugar.
I think I just finished the hardest class that I’ll...

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Mein kampf analogous to one long run on unparsed sentence fragment

Heavily punctuated - hyphen
to embellish poetically
with bracing circumspection,
I markedly exclaim (parenthetically)
cumulative elapsed LXIII obits
around the nearest star
dashed by at lightspeed,
and quoting James Thurber
storied fiction titled
My...

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All my life I had loved music, and rapturous harmonies thrilled my soul,
As the sound of a wild driving beat, causes eager feet to take control.

As a longtime concert pianist, I'd been fortunate to follow...

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Got Me on the Edge known
It was the evening of March 5th on a Thursday pre evening I left my job and just approximately two blocks away at the Baxter Arena convention hall it was...

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Got Me on the Edge known
It was the evening of March 5th on a Thursday pre evening I left my job and just approximately two blocks away at the Baxter Arena convention hall it was...

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Things were not going anything close to my way that day.  So, I decided
to take a walk through a lovely park among the green grass and trees.
No sooner than I sat under an old...

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Hey lady, memaw. Boy do I have a lot of questions for you. Questions like what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? I know you love your rock music. I know you liked Freddy...

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(Apropos of Black Poetic Griots)

We may not be deemed apostolic recorders
But we poets, guided with divine wisdom, are
The lay scribes thereof in the chronicling of
Our life’s sojourn in the shadowing times
we spend here on this...

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Glen Campbell – A Special Person
      It was September 4th, 1968 and I threw an empty suitcase into the trunk of my car, telling Joan, my daughter, that I might...

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