Long Indiscreetly Poems

SELF REFLECTIONS

These are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections, impressions and self-reflection. 

Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch 

for anyone struggling with self-image

She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm ...
but she's grossly...

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Running over full speed to the tree, 
The largest of all the items, 
He clapped his hands excitedly together, 
Three times rhythmically,
And smiled characteristically. 

He got there and hugged the fir,  
But its branches...

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Where water searches for soul
It loves the weakened shore 
To leave it's purpose so smooth and stark
To feint attack on shapes in the dark
A thin carved edge  
Infinite breathing 
Pushing and pulling
Golden alabaster hue...

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There on the couch she snoozes and lay
Easing her back from a tiresome day, 
Put on music to entice her imaginations
And there in the forest she found herself in deep hallucination...

Then he comes, with a...

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Love is no picnic, it's more like hell in a hand basket. It's ridiculous and reckless and I'm convinced that it's tragic.  It's both devastating and deadly when she leaves you where you stand....

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“what inspires you to write
such indiscriminate indiscretions
like that?” he speaks to himself 
and thinks 

not long 
without thinking,
unnaturally he feels,
something, so
 
he promptly writes 
it all down 
without a further
doo-diddley-day

there you go 
a muse 

the...

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A   BUTTERFLY   BLOWING   BUBBLES

I was catching bubbles in a butterfly net for beauty’s sake
Needless ‘tis to say sans any success
The second I secured one it would summarily break
And I...

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Ronnie and Nancy Regan Together Again

This isn't exactly the way it was meant 
to be, but what really is? You will receive 
the general idea in my poem. If the President 
is also Commander in...

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Am I not a dimly lit candle?
Left without such handle...to bare the winter cometh,
Arise and let thy spirit conjugate...from those who magistrate,
And take thee to thy plummet
Alas” if she had affections and warm youthful blood”...and...

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I am the cheese that fed many
The bread that allowed others to starve
I am the warmth
That haunts the man without a home
I am the cold that comforts the ill
The sickness that drives individuals to want
I...

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Contemporary hunters wielding 21st century weapons of influence

Firing indiscreetly upon blindfolded hostages that double as their clients

Mutilating their customer case before gutting them with ease

once they're expendable


Feasting upon the impoverished entrails

until there is not a...

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Eagle-Rare is The Union,
All her members’ arms pinion, 
Not with a from-behind arm twist  
But thrills that can dare a long list …

You join her you pray to not leave,
You indiscreetly go ahead to...

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