Long Lascivious Poems

Let Me Give Her Diamonds
by Michael R. Burch

Let me give her diamonds
for my heart's
sharp edges.

Let me give her roses
for my soul's
thorn.

Let me give her solace
for my words
of treason.

Let the flowering of love
outlast a winter
season.

Let me...

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LOVE POEMS II

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, dating and marriage. On an amusing note, my steamy Baudelaire translations have become popular with the...

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Poet's Pre-Notes: A poem from my 8th week in a Stanford continuing education class offered on the internet, a study of free verse and structure. The poem writing technique is to write as unconsciously as...

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 Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change
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A FADING QUEEN
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS

She had  all the feminine gifts those many years ago
Drawing stares from everyone where ever she’d  go
Back in high school, she was the center of attraction
In every classroom, she...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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"Their World"

Of course, there was no re-assurance from them that they would respond to the message I had sent. Morning had arrived. 

The day had commenced as any other, unravelling out of bed, in itself...

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There is a sadness in her smile, 
a sorrow that conceals itself within 
the curl of the corner of her lips.
It's like watching someone discover 
the
small good in a series of bad 
memories.
There, she sits,...

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                                  The...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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A Sexy Salacious Steam
                               ...

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Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn
				                             …at the...

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There is this hypothesis
I unjustly
and perhaps traumatically
just made hard and patriarchally up
is not down 
and retentatively not out
soon enough for healthy comings 
and goings

A ridiculous theory
that straight homophobic preachers
and teachers,
prophets
and kings,
pharaohs
and rabbis,
old crows
and magpies

Throughout too...

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“50 Words for Poe: Automata”





Haunted eyes of an automaton
the monkey grinds his music
outside the Magic Theatre
Harry looks on

"For Madmen Only"

He enters of his own volition.

Boxcars he rolls
Double Sixes! the Macabre Maestro
conducts his orchestra
Hermine still sings

A...

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Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I...

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In the gilded halls of the lush royal palace,
Portraits and busts of illustrious men,
Adorn the gardens and marble fireplaces,
But those of their wisdom no longer reign.

Withered are the founding principles,
Replaced by the capriciously whimsical,
The lofty...

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Awoken by sudden flashes of painted bricks slipping into my skin
I hid inside the newly bare nail beds
chewing on carbon copies of myself 
my teeth clicked

scrubbing the rythm and blues desk 
iron blood 
and pipping...

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Q:  Who is Gog and Magog in Ezekiel 38:1 and Revelation 20:7?

A:   According to Jimmy Evan's pod caster of Tipping point's You Tube's
       video, both could...

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Remember the former prosperous South American nations such as: Venezuela,  Chile and Peru? When their progressive left-wing socialist communist political leaders had firmly taken over their nations! The Latin American branch of Red China...

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14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man meets death in a state of Rajas, he is reborn...

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Man and poet? Bet you know it
Tender verse can get you girls
Plain or – whoopee! – eager groupie
Matching your poetic pearls

Just how much you get to touch, you
Can ascertain easily
You’re a freshman? Write for trash...

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Armageddon 

Can you feel the raging storm approaching?
 Hear the ferocious winds scream, "It's true"?
 Can you see the coal black clouds descending,
 Concealing the bleeding Blood Moon from view?
 Do you smell the deadly...

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I admit tubby distracted by a modeling
female physique when attempting to write,
an aching agony rips thru this son,
gripping with hard on – tight -
by Dickens constricting sensation,

who orbited the sun LX times
coon sitters himself heterosexual...

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ELEGY WRITTEN ON THE DEATH
OF A PARAMOUR
How many faces shroud
A paramour ?
One, two, more!
He was vibrant
Man hood with veins and vines
Gushing passion
Historicity
Genetic thread bestowed
Chewing wild passions
Bit by bit
Anaconda devouring tender deer
Deliciously.
Adolescent love
Infatuations
Treacherous;
And on by virtue...

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Fraught as an extremely socially anxious younger person...

hashtagged introvertedness trademark
silently exorcised, ostracized, and vilified
Impossible mission to resuscitate...
a forsaken promising
(even short lived) friendship
regardless of expressed gender
exhibited by other persons from yesteryear.

When trying to jump/kick start
lapsed meaningful...

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