Long Incoherent Poems

Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers III




Success
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

We need our children to keep us humble
between toast and marmalade;

there is no time for a ticker-tape parade
before bed, no award, no bright statuette

to be delivered...

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Poems about Children IV

Salat Days
by Michael R. Burch

Dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch, Sr.

I remember how my grandfather used to pick poke salat ...
though first, usually, he’d stretch back in the...

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Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis....

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Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...

tonight October  25th, 2022 
terrifically summarily requoting 

poetic outdated iteration,
I share the following lines
echoing in the valley 
of love and delight.
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
October twenty fifth
two thousand and twenty two
admirable,...

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Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...
(summarily iterated June 30th, 2020)

I share the following lines
with utmost delight
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
June twenty ninth
two thousand and twenty

corrigible, fallible,
and intelligible light
hearted fella (aging
baby boomer) usually polite
doth not trend toward
superficial nor...

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Can I go to the bathroom? This place is full of jackasses. This place is full of jackasses jerking each other off. This place is full of ignorant, parochial, zit-sucking jackasses undeserving of their place...

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The chilled musky air torments the aging Saxon stone;
whistling through the aisles, the sound reverberating
as it sweeps along the colonnade.
Moonlight penetrates ancient glass stained windows,
initiating reflected shadows, as an innocent mind pulsates tempestuously,
he who was...

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I was living in darkness
I was blindsided by love
I wasn't in love 
I don't want to be alone
I was looking for love
In wrong places
I was not in my right state
I was mentally ill
I chose a...

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My heart is empty, Jeffrey.
I’m standing here transfixed 
within the threshold 
of a vacant bedroom.
The air is still
but the delicate scent 
of your passing soul 
invades my nostrils. 
The aroma travels deep 
inside the tunnels...

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strife riven island corner, rough hewn by rival visitation
  vexed, looking in, looking out, on the edge of places to go
  thrang in thrall of other realms, banners furling, batons flung
  across...

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From "Theater of Utter Charm"
Available on Amazon

Part 19

only a robot can recognize
that Nature's laws are robotic
so break the law then
quite effortless really
when the eyelids rip their bindings
perceiving in greater ranges never hurts
otherwise an incoherent bedlam
over...

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Love is an ocean never-ending
Drink from it 
You will be delirious
When the fever of love engulfs
You will be frenzied                ...

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He sits in solitude except for the incoherent yelling in the next room.
The yelling is accompanied by the high pitch shrill of breaking glass and china smashing the ground and the wall behind her. 
She...

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She had had enough and wouldn’t be afraid to do it again; 
This time even if it meant to lose me.

She said; ‘where would you take me you who wouldn’t fruit my womb.’

Nowhere I thought,...

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Headed home from a business trip
Tired, spaced out, grouchy and impatient
Pushing the limit to beat rush hour traffic
Fast closing on an old, beat up van

Suddenly blue smoke and debris flying
The back tire must have bounced...

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Headed home from a business trip
Tired, spaced out, grouchy and impatient
Pushing the limit to beat rush hour traffic
Fast closing on an old jalopy van

Suddenly blue smoke and debris flying
The back tire must have bounced twenty...

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*Note: This was made on July 2nd. I honestly forgot I wrote it. It was mostly written in incoherent scribbles. AND NOW IT'S A MASTERPIECE. Just kidding. It's....uh... a fickle drizzle of thought let's just...

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Within these financial times of hardship we all tend to look around for some type of means 
for an escape?

At times, it just feels like there is no deliverance from these times and that the...

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CECE YA FAMILIA, HONOR, LIKE TWINS

She is looking at mi with love.
in her eyes and a look..
concerned about her bro...
i try to second guess her
today she inst playing ball
she stares back determined..
hedging me between a...

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What, a child? Whose?
My child? My child?
Oh, a sweet voice it is,
Hers—mine and yours.
But—no, where is she?
I cannot see, where is she?
Please, can you not hear
My screaming thoughts?
I cannot speak, where is she?
Please!

What is it...

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I established a rapport 
with the Sacred Cow
and it stepped all over my toes
the oil of anointment in my crankcase
I was limping worthy of an asterisk
an army of monks couldn't keep me pure
laughing all the...

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"Sweet child in time,
you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between
good and bad"

Having cold sweats again in this godforsaken ninety degree heat. Shivering uncontrollably. God, what I'd do for a warm comforter right now. Zombies...

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Most everything written
(and learned ya in school)
     Yukon coon sitter, (and bet
     your bottom dollar) tibia bunch
     of contrived information

   ...

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Its simply remarkable, the excitement I feel
When I am blessed with your dominating presence
I am easily drawn to you and immediately lost within you
Traveling glorious heights exploring the depths of many heavens
The sight of you...

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POETRY IS MY SANCTUARY
I 
DEPRECIATION
There was a time when the pen ran dry
For years, hibernated
She wallowed in poverty
For I had lost touch with her
Confused, sad, clueless
I thought of discarding her.
Of what use is a pen...

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