Long Irrigates Poems

Into the gloom
by Michael R. Burch

Into the gloom, beyond the point of caring, 
past fascist rows that stare and blanch and cross
and watch us always, by the sunset's flaring, 
we watch our footprints vanish. Sponge-like...

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That gilded cage
with its…
heavy quilted,
ironclad armour 
is Home 
to her soul

She's been busy
racking up layers
while her soul burrows 
deeper 
and deeper 

yielding to the cage's allure

as it whirls through
timeless wormholes 
birthed by life's orbit


Her soul...

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Dear Sir Thomas:

Angels 
never fly 
too far away.
Cherubs
are 
pious messengers 
cloaked in 
ribbed-serpentine
streamers;
bathing 
themselves
in a bemused 
shower
of rainbow-lit
banderoles.

Stifled 
in an unseen
internal silence -
a clandestine court 
of guardians;
our private angels,
unassumingly,
fold their 
winged extremities
and gloriously 
chant messianic
chorales...

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Some people believe in taking it to their Lord in prayer 
I on the other hand believe in tipping it into the seas in tears 
I rain all my sorrows and joys in equal measure,...

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Monday: 
He sharpens  his dream 
By the hone of the  illusion, 
Under his arm 
He put roses   
And a bit of of life's basils 
Then goes to his work. 
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Tuesday:...

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A wild wisp,
bound by a vile kiss.
A rogue thought,
bound by flesh and an unchaste heart.

The parallax of bliss..

An outcast shut in.
Withering in distraught.
Die blessed, you stand in my cold rot, 
Your flow taught.

Beckoned by a...

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Standing upon it without thought passing each day,
Our terrain serves our continuity, preserving sway.
Preparing spectacular topography to which display.
Characteristics of different hue, glorious and gray,

Whispering air flows throughout the world in peace.
Silently it moves at...

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I.

Receptive pools absorb emotions;
the merry and the miserable
the wicked and the pure.

In brooding contemplation
perceptive sensibilities sort 
malignant from benign.

Receding into a hospital shell
drawn in by mood-tides to self-analyze, 
without pinching injury to others.


II.

Old-fashioned flirtations
foster romantic...

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  "Seaside Romance"

in the twilight of golden dawn
as amber clouds embrace the starry heavens
faint sashay of soft wind chimes dance
while thoughts trickle to memories
inhaling scenes of sweet love last night
on the ocean waves of...

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Falling leaves
Paragraphs wind blown;
Telling a story

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Two carrot cakes
Different recipes;
Delightful outcomes

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House work calls
Busy with home work;
Fastidious hands

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Watch what happens
Random rain wets;
Harsh heatwave irrigates

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Yes once again
That time of year;
Haze adds colour

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Geopolitics confers
Conflict confronts calm;
Uneasy peace

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This great stretch
Sea...

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On the right track



If you're sure you're on the right track
Positive spirit enlightens you
Pure heart never deceives brother
and never let you draw leg back ward

The world is in their fists always 
Who drove themselves for...

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Soul sits on a dream
Ponders on wonder;
Time slips away

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Cutie cutie pie
Styles a sweet smile;
Innocent allure

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Blessings now glow
Over the rainbow;
Watch dreams come true

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Stray breeze chills,
Scented shivers;
Airy evening delights

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Mystic moments charm
Calm demeanour;
Witty textures spool

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Joy navigates
Cheer irrigates;
Peace meditates

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Poolside...

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In my sleep;
the dream came, like a thorns to my bed,
So I wept.

We deceived! the dream and I :  
By insomnia,by our footsteps,
Our blood,our voice and by the clamorous love,
But we were vigilant for...

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Lute

Curved, inviting, light,
it has the look of antique ships,
a galleon bulge of straight-grained woods.
Fretful cat-gut cords
coiled taut by silver screws
above the calibrated neck
conceal a thousand foot-pound pirouette.
Child of Sirocco and Spain,
veils, fans, brocade, and lace,
olive,...

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The tears of your suffering, combined with
 
the blood you have shed , irrigates the tree of hope in
 
the garden of humanity
 
which 

aspires to provide shade for all victims of ignorance and 
...

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The happy drops of the rain 
that irrigates the thirsty ground 
Carrying the memory of every soul 
In love with the rain they all sing 

Rain gives water, water gives life 
Life gives memories,
Memories engraved...

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Matters climb the chest wall
Fingers clutch in sweaty palm
In a bow forming a fist
A burning disastrous fire
Singes the heart hot
Heat pains at a gradual space
Slice through the veins opening
Blaze the blood bank
Expanded ribs express their...

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