Long Lavished Poems

Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer

Eden
by Michael R. Burch

Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden.
Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs.
What, then, would the children eat?
Fruit indecently sweet,
redolent as incense, with a tempting aroma...



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the Horror
by Michael R. Burch

the Horror lurks inside our closets
the Horror hides beneath our beds
the Horror hisses ancient curses
the Horror whispers in our heads

the Horror tells us Death is coming
the Horror tells us there’s no...

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Date:   May  2050

Damian returned home early morning 
Back from another visit with Dolly. Still
Early misty May morning another
Dawning. 2050! The newborns triplets were
Sleeping. Damian was peeping. He would 
Have to travel the...

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Dave the host gives his TV audience his best gigantic I-am-Dave Smile.  “Today’s topic is guns.  Do you love them? Do you have them? Do we need more?  Do we absolutely love...

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I posit picayune propensities prevail among pesky management

Most favored renter status imposed on us
i.e. meaning myself;
(one tarnished prince of Highland Manor)
and the missus, his princess consort
who must abide by rigorous writ
of tidiness, whereby
every flat surface...

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Phantoms

Phantoms, nightly steeds, flared nostrils all aflame 
with their steely hooves thundering on my brain, as they came, 
these apparitions shrouded in blackness, to carry me off, conscious, 
into the darkness, into the mystery of...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished absurdly upon my wardrobe, in excess of what was practical,
Like...

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Convalescence of Richard McGeehan

Spouse of my eldest sister
marital bond fixed in place
strong as mortise and tenon,
he hales of hearty Irish stock
genes of said septuagenarian
analogous to pith and marrow
wrought courtesy divine providence.

At present aforementioned brother in...

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ANTICHRISTIC BOUND:

So many questions spilled, 
Because of how this place feels.
Seemly blame who for such beal,
And what's the rationale for thus built?
It's spiritually a proposed deal,
So not assumed to cause strong thrills.
But is it right,...

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As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil they had shed to make their children comfortable, how much...

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III.
“Eagle Vision says since his own son died
he’s felt a hollow no raiding can fill,
that men should be fathers, pass their wisdom
to adopt you as his own is his will.

“From this day forth you’ll be...

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...My last day at work I got him alone,
and I let loose in a brutal tirade,
said that he’d betrayed ‘serious writing,’
which has trouble enough in our day and age.

I told him his gifts were not...

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And shake off the mantric spells ringing in your conditioned minds
            but remember and preserve the great sanskrit treatises
     ...

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Me....,
a shy ..,
 and 
bashful guy
always kept me.,
confined to last bench..
down my head,
huddled heart ,
blenched my breathes and 
arms always clenched..


Staring with a thief eye
to each one 
around  me 
but confrontation
was not my forte...

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My Mutinous Mum


I thought my own Dad was patient and so cool
And Mum’s temper; pretentious as itchy wool:
For no reason her Temper was hot, so I thought-
Its sundry Duties that respite gave her nought!
Iron Amazon...

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“Even after our corporeal form leaves, a letter speaks to us in a language so intimate, conveying pent up emotions so personalized that one cannot express through spoken words without causing embarrassment to the one...

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sometimes I sing 
antique anthems,
of the nights 
I was confined 
  within a bottle
of diamond tears,  
wept woefully
   from the widest sky
that held kaleidoscopic stars~
amidst festooned fields of 
pixie-dust flowers,
hanging like...

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He sits and mourns and weeps within the Willow trees.  A sodden forlorn form, 
alone in his own company.  bemoaning fate as destiny's joke.  While keeping in his 
cups.  An addled...

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In memory she’s pretty and young, 
Dressed in Land Army girls dress
(Where my memory starts to fail
False memory fills in the rest),
Fresh faced, full breasted, shirt
Sleeves rolled, her arms half bare 
Talking and joking and...

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8/11/12
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There is a small soul within every crowd
A soft voice against the senile bickering of the strong
And the small souls wish they would listen
Wish you would listen

But the ears of the majority have been stuffed...

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Spring rises and is reborn
   with a warm, glowing morning sun.
May apples, marsh daisies, wild purple, yellow and white violets
   peek from the earth with round glossy greens and flowers.
Wild scallions,...

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Each element of who she is, is scattered on the grass, 
with the scent of earth, the drop of rain, 
where dew reflects a sky of blue.
Her senses are illuminated to harmonize within,
with a howling...

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I was once a smoldering ember released from the fires of the stars…
I was once a feathery fern lavished with dew drops and lady bugs…
I was once walking, living, breathing on planet Mars…
I am now...

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The timeless mystery of Zanadeu lingers in my mind’s eye only in my dreams.
I have a bare whisper of confidence that I remember much of it now, however,
Once upon a dreamland state, it was my...

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(A bit of fun for Thomas W. Case - I think he lives in Iowa)

Hawkeye pride burns bright in Iowa City,
the place where Tennessee Williams learned to curse.

Iowa City hosts the 4th of July, Iowa...

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