Long Lopsided Poems

Here and Hereafter
by Michael R. Burch

Life’s saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter ...
wisdom, it seems, is for the Hereafter.



Laughter’s Cry
by Michael R. Burch

Because life is a mystery, we laugh
and do not know the half.

Because death...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers IV



Neglect
by Michael R. Burch

What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?

What good, the warm...

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Poems about Children V

Pan
by Michael R. Burch

Among the shadows of the groaning elms,
amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves

Once there were paths that led to coracles
that clung to piers like loosening barnacles

where we cannot return,...

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Where to begin
in the middle of cold and dark
winter's solstice,
healthy green life's time
of impeachment,
excommunication,
dormancy?

Where does this all rightfully
and sacredly left end?

These are expansive gadfly questions,
problems,
issues of complexly dipolar reason,
leftbrain dominant
either-or thinking
we are either thinking or...

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Unquotable quotes: Philosophers – XXII

Take Socrates: the insignia of a true philosopher is the bald pate and the luxuriant beard – the very reason why women make for such pathetic philosophers.
The bald pate facilitates the...

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Interwoven in my DNA
Disjointing chain links
Always lopsided
Never any balance
Overreacting
Overly emotional
Distracted by everything
One day somewhat normal
The next day absolutely abnormal
Super friendly one moment
As reclusive as a funnel web spider the next
No way to truly explain
It's like...

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What if we see
and then hear,
think
and then feel,
possibly even smell EarthHealth
not only as good-natured green and blue golden Globe
but also cooperatively enspirited
NurtureWomb of WaterFlow?

What if we learn cooperative deductive WinWin ChangeGames
away from WinLose evolutionary
capital investing/divesting...

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I wonder what makes you tick.

That quick shadow of a lopsided smile.
When you slap the wall as you step by.
Are these tics
that make you tick somehow?

I know what ticks you off.
Disrespecting your sacred right to...

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Born into a world with only one hand to hold
Delivered by eyes impassive to his existence 
cold fingers brought no warmth to his welcome
While no strength held him high.
The yearning in his eyes hollowed with...

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As I child, I wanted to go to heaven because I was terrified of hell. As I grew a little older and found out more about what heaven will be like, I wanted to go...

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At the onset, 
A profound peace.
In chastity to silence,
Our days of joy were born. 
The lines were clear-
Or so it seemed.
We chose redundancy,
One voice, one choice.
Like a bouquet of flowers,
We were held together,
Our hands, our...

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Moonbeams shine, sprouting sepia stars
Her heart's deepest recesses
Glow in the waves of a rose lake
Views that enliven the pulse of the nerves
Fairy tones bestow fragrance
Clouds of jasmine chilled and orchids nipped
Silky brown lips spoke in...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part V

Just Smile
by Michael R. Burch

We'd like to think some angel smiling down
will watch him as his arm bleeds in the yard, 
ripped off by...

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I am going to write a funny poem
Why does life have tomorrow?
Because if it doesn't 
Wouldn't you have it today?
Far near
How far is far
And how near is near?
Close enough to me
You are too close
What do...

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She’s gone
I miss her so
And yet, I connect with her
Every time I touch a flower...
She’s there
When I read the classics
Engrossed in the pages of Lorna Doone...
She’s there
When I breathe in the pine scented air
Of the...

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Fragmented fairytales, Fermented freedom
There's no remorse for the dead, this I know
For, I've been dead for far too long
While there's not one ounce of sympathy to show
Red Redemption, Rhapsody Right 
I'm bromidic, lost, shallow, cold...

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he took the paintball on one sunken cheek

it hurt to be lopsided but the anger subsided

          the umpire declared the shot out of bounds

  ...

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~My Bicycle~
Everybody had one - everyone but me... 
Pedaling everywhere, laughing hysterically.

My brother had an idea; to the tip let us go,
You never know we may find some bits, and them we will show. 

Digging...

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oh hello-
my name is frigidair   and I am
a (retro) refrigerator
  for food
I have been in this apartment
      since 1950

a nice kitchen   but I cannot...

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We are the children of time 
That big round clock 
Arms like arrows 
Not a minute to be wasted 
In this precious cycle 
Of ambition 
We succeed 
While hearts bleed
Yet we go on and on....

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We lived in a crooked house.
Built on a muddy mound of hope with the corpse of yesterday half buried beneath
Sad eyes and smiley faces. A gilded countenance to pair the four walled fiction – Painted...

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When I go into a store, I take no prisoners, especially if I like the merchandise.
I ooh, and awe. I exclaim loudly the attributes of a variety of items, asking
“Is this new?” “Are there any...

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The rented hall ways so surreal.
Cheerful alumnus ranting sex appeal.
Forgive my dropping a time bomb.
Taking Mother to the prom.
Our student body didn't shake.
All others escorted steady dates.
A proclivity prom, above all others.
Our band encrypted, "The...

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The black wall reflected my white-washed skin 
and disheveled jacket, above the chattering din...
Loosly lopsided glasses hang limply on my face,
Cold, dark, black, they somehow seemed to fit this place. 
The smooth memorial seemed to...

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