Long Love metaphor Poems

The Moon as a Metaphor for Your Mouth
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a...

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Radiance
by Michael R. Burch

for Dylan Thomas

The poet delves earth’s detritus—hard toil—
for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet;
each syllable his pen excretes—dense soil,
dark images impacted, rooted clay.

The poet sees the sea but feels its meaning—
the...

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You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing  
   I call you by name not to possess it
but because it is the only prayer  
   I have ever known how to...

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Everybody love to say they’re number one,
but it takes two
to make beautiful music, 
so we’re told
Pitch perfect
That one favorite song two lovers have,
it never gets old
After ninety nine repeats, 
it sounds one zero zero multiple...

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Renee Vivien Translations


Song
by Renée Vivien
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the moon weeps,
illuminating flowers on the graves of the faithful,
my memories creep
back to you, wrapped in flightless wings.

It's getting late; soon we will sleep
(your eyes...

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Not a day goes by I don't think of you
you have permeated my fortress and walk freely in all its rooms
(examining it's furnishings)
how did I allow you entry without the
usual search scan and seizure ?
I'ts...

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They call them crushes because that's how you feel after the first "No". After they say that they don't feel the same way. And all of that after your entire world was minimized to encompass...

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Lady dearest, fair Romeo, is this the name
the title you wish to bestow upon me
or is it one shared among multiple hearts shot at by multiple nets
I ask only in truth, in search of truth,...

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There are three little words on tiny stones strewn along the floor
of a never-ending stream which runs through a misty moor.
A marvelous moor of uncertainty where mysteriously all are led
to cross a flowing water all...

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As a poet it’s a challenge to put down in words
What a Mother’s hands mean to a child
But as an adult, if memory serves
I remember them being loving, gentle, caring and mild


My Mother’s Hands

Truly a...

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Opening 
Fourth street and the divide meet 
Near the stream where it's waters Impede 
Five metres walk from the wooden bridge 
A little further away from the deserted car park 
Underneath the third tree with...

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There is something on the inside of me and it's growing?
Jesus
There is something trying to hinder me trying to deny?
What I thrive
Distant unbelief!   (Why)
Oh! when I stand and as I rise 
I look...

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Thanx Maya


When the battlefields become only fields.
When the swords of hope, become only hope.
When money is worthless and only hearts do we steal.
When all is said and done…only then will we know.


When wishes become our...

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I am walking in your footprints again. My bare feet are so small when contained within the imprint of your own We have walked this soft grassy road, side by side. Now I walk only...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my strength, my magic and my heartbeat. I'll always find my...

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Wherever the winter falls,
upon snowflakes of a frozen saudade ~
rising from the flares
of maple-gold and copper,
I waltz in lilac lanes of petrified pigments,
imperfectly splattered by impure poppies ~
exhaling myself in a universe without you...

Somewhere in...

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I breathe in the night air with hair strewn                          ...

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I Send This Letter, Like A Message
Drumming Like Earth’s Hearts-Tribal
It Is A Lover’s Letter To You
Sent Like A Heaven-Sent Bible
Filled With Love –Just Like A Bible

My Lovely One –I Know Its Been Hard
During Our Separation
Its...

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(Deu. 32: 4 / Rom. 11: 33 / 1 Cor. 2: 10 / Ps. 104: 24 /1 Kings 8: 27)


Nature  -- Is Just  The Noble Hands of GOD
Setting Our Reality's Ruler & Cosmic...

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(Canticles/The Song of Solomon / 2 Tim. 3: 16* / Ps. 33: 5
Ps. 37: 28 / Ps. 97: 10 / 2 Chron. 20: 7 / Isa. 54: 5
Deut. 7: 8 / Gen. 1: 1 /...

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our beautiful balloon, about to burst,
  an endless journey meets its sudden end,
    forced to tango with our faults.
  photographs torn, 
      glass shards 
...

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The Swing Set
By Kevin Robey
March 26, 2013

In a playground amongst the frozen wasteland
They swung together above the littered sand
He didn’t understand why she felt ok
Swinging in the cold, just swinging away

They didn’t talk as they...

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(Rom. 8: 37, 38, 39  /  1 Cor. 13: 4 – 8, 13  /  Col. 3: 14)


If You Run, I Will Chase You
If You Hide, I Will Find You
If You Escape,...

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- continued from Part 1 -


and Feel Your Form and Supple Figure
Blessed With Such Restful Grace
… and Flow Into Your Being
Like Embraced Ocean Waves

I Wanted To Send You Words
Of How Deeply I Care
I’m Sending Words...

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