Long Insignias Poems

Rounds
by Michael R. Burch

Solitude surrounds me
though nearby laughter sounds;
around me mingle men who think
to drink their demons down,
in rounds.

Now agony still hounds me
though elsewhere mirth abounds;
hidebound I stand and try to think,
not sink still further...

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There stood the Good German. He is proud. There was also a man,
Behind the drab uniforms. The one who was plain, but whose,
Heart beat fervently and yearned for glory. When proud marches,
Passed his way, their...

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Two opposing warring factions, meet upon the AstroTurf
Battlefield, in the sporting arena of Victory or agony’s defeated,
Warriors of the pigs skinned javelin, tackle each other at the
White lines of collisions honor, marked by the numbered...

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A moment of silence.
Join me, O mother earth
As I whisper a prayer,
For your son's stricken to death.
By the invisible scythe of corona. (Covid-19)

Listen to the tunes 
Of these sorrowful strings
All you far and near.
For the...

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the Pit of Hell
I had dream
a broken thoughts
Of strange nightmares
darkened my dark

Lighted by thick darkness
no rules no responsibility no order
beautified by darkness melody by wailings
Coloured by horrors,
horrors you have never never seen

In the fragility of...

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The captain’s eyes glow ruby red
Atop the steamer’s deck –
A rusted tin can set adrift
By rough Atlantic crests

A crimson emblem sanctions
This whaler’s floating tomb –
A battered vessel bearing
Insignias of doom

Red ember sparks illuminate
The old man’s...

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If my mind be painted in colors borrowed, would it be red? 
Rusted in brown, or maybe instead, an indigo streak?
Depending upon the source of inspiration, 
and the song on the radio at the time...

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I am the axiomatic master of my fate; the King of Maxim state.
I sit on a throne of axions, maintaining discrete time symmetry to keep my line in place.
With ordained and sovereign rule, I rise...

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pot bellied boasting navels
shiny round ball bearing stomachs
haloing out of diesel grime
over alls and silver buttoned railway
insignias

these long waxed pig curled mustache workmen
rotated their lives between shifts of day and night
with metal lunch boxes and...

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Monopolies, duopolies and oligopolies spell danger
Collecting scraps of personal data, averting due tax
Mingling with and tingling a ribald ranger
Displacing, misplacing and suppressing the affable axe.

Monopolies in information technology cyberspace
Slay democracy, lay foundations for autocracy
Manipulating and...

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Cracking poison pills
along fault lines and blue insignias
we laughed.
How we riddled the world
in often misguided abbreviations and pith.
Pouring the beads of pin head size
into the water we drink and breathe
we waited.
How we ordered the waves
to...

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Twinkle twinkle little star
As I look beyond
The meaning of love
To perceive the essence of my lover.
That is his true colors.

Twinkle twinkle little star
As I ponder about my love
Is he true to who we are?
That is...

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