Long Intrusions Poems

Rejection Slips 2

The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
 
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
 
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,

the monthly penance
of flowers,
the annual wake,
 
the face in the...

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Nucleotidings
by Michael R. Burch

“We will walk taller!” said Gupta,
sorta abrupta,
hand-in-hand with his mom,
eyeing the A-bomb.

“Who needs a mahatma
in the aftermath of NAFTA?
Now, that was a disaster,”
cried glib Punjab.

“After Y2k,
time will spin out of control anyway,”
flamed...

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The Edges of Rhyme 

I wrote the playbook, watching what they took 
While the earth shook I could not look 
In the direction of the Big Book 
Like a fish caught on a nasty hook...

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The unborn dreams of a fertilization  – 1942
A long journey  – A long lived  nightmare

The journey begins without knowledge, just passion.
Life emerges, fights against the prodding at childhood.
The nightmare begins with a...

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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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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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She was grace in its purest form. Thinking not and caring not of her 
destination, she soars across the angelic sky on her tiny golden wings. Yet her 
feet never left the cold laminated floor....

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Usually, I don't find the pen until I'm feeling blue,
But those who have come before me said I should write when I'm happy too,
Now at first impression, I didn't find this to be a difficult...

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What happens in the past, stays in the mind. 

Sitting on the floor,  pen in hand, a wealth of books surround me, comfortable in my familiarity. 
Studying was my sole mission; achieving only excellence my...

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Emergency Circumstances 

A heavyweight contender for the Consellation Crown
A ready to wait pretender of a serious genuine frown 
A street sweeping vendor in the middle of a mid-western town
A parcel marked return to sender while...

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I look across the tables filled with crowds of people and I see cliques, families, and couples. These are structures to me, under constant construction yet fully complete at the same time. There, stands pillars...

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"dedicated to Robert a Owen...a soldier who served"

bombing the monster and his minions to
on the side of the right,the just,and the true
bullets hit the bird called B-17...falling fast to earth with a shrieking savage scream

end...

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Wandering the roads.  It has me under a spell even at this juncture in my life.
Even when spiked brambles
 scrape my eyelids or those tender foot soles are  being  twisted by tooth-like...

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My shadows are tender and easy to miss,
Like a smile seems innocuous, stealthy as kiss,
Still these shadows add weight, create drag in our life,
Though they rarely, if ever, cut deep like a knife!

Too, sunlight wracks...

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I believe that each of us lives a predestined life, one that has been arranged and organized for continuity. We are oblivious to such effects as we live out our lives accordingly, as ordered by...

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June fever rises, rolls on the tide of Spring
Kaleidoscopic landscape overtaken flows
Sunlight reveals colors tranquil undergrowth
Imagination grows, open to interpretation
Streaming quietly downstream in morning meanderings 
Fills up with joy, calendars engagements, holidays at play
Flowers along...

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On this typical Sunday morning, 
alone in his room, 
he smells his favorite breakfast being prepared, 
He is almost overwhelmed by the barrage of 
fragrances wafting from two teenage daughters' rooms.

The loving tug at his...

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Chalk Full of Great Lines

The body has been removed
To my place of sanctified worship
Where all is quiet and piano soothing
I am Ernesto Cortazar
Your Coroner and host for the evening
Here is my creation and story
In the...

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June fever rises, rolls on the tide of Spring
Kaleidoscopic landscape overtaken flows
Sunlight reveals colors tranquil undergrowth
Imagination grows, open to interpretation
Streaming quietly downstream in morning meandering 
Fills up with joy, calendars engagements, holidays at play
Flowers along...

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This one is for the broken,
hiding behind invisible bruising.
For the forgotten and the ones 
who have forgotten us,
like the misunderstood misfits.
Who howl at the moon,
look beyond the stars, 
for some form of understanding.

For the one...

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Gods righteous rain falls from heaven all the way down to hell...doomed and defeated are the devils darkest spells
falling on cellblocks,city streets,and crooked country roads
His righteous rain brings life to the dying and makes love...

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Politics in Motion
Marching to the drummers beat; of Yankee Doodle Dandy; 
While on a float of stars and stripes; our uncle throws his candy.
With promises obligatory; and request for contributions; 
Claiming if elected; there’ll be...

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Fish of the deep no longer swim free.
There's a stench and a fire at sea.
Indulgent recklessness came flailing.
Failed solutions left creatures wailing.
Nightmares are spewing from BP’s oil rig. 
America hosts their venturous gig.
The cooling breeze...

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Silver shards of fractured light
Bleed from a street lamp
And mingle with the garish intrusions
Of neon annoyance.
These muddled attempts at illumination
Are reflected back to me
From the murky surfaces
Of pothole puddles.
Oncoming headlights
Catch me in the act of...

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