Long Misdirected Poems

Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us...

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State of the Art (IV)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...”  — W. ...

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Exhausted, yet I can't sleep
So glad that I don't want to weep
You're living your epic life 
While mine cuts like a knife 

Under the horizon,
I see the reflection of the sun
Over the rainbow,
I see a...

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Once a pawn a time within castellated bishopric

We purchased 2020 Hyundai Elantra
at Enterprise Car Rental
1207 West Ridge Pike
Conshohocken, Pennsylvania 19428
April thirteenth two thousand twenty three
witnessed greatest amount of money
I spent at one time.

The following day...

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I wish to
Relay
To all of my people the importance of sticking together as a 
team

And that
Because we have run 
through the preliminary trials as selfish individual, goal seekers
we have barely made it to the finals,...

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This is what the spirits tell me about you: I see you have traveled far in search of answers to your many questions. You should take satisfaction in having attained an advanced state of enlightenment....

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January juxtapose
More cold now
Beyond hot heat!


Cold cold air
Windy surprise;
Minus heat therapy?


Winding way whirls
Shiver seeding shiver
January jostling juice


Lotus sunbathe --
Muddy pond flavours
Mid-afternoon glare


Misdirected
Whim and fancy;
Windy detours


New year in late January,
Oozing days forfeit;
Scent of the times!


Why do...

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(Sung to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s "The Duke of Plaza Toro," from The Gondoliers)
 
When all the land did take a stand
When bugs we all were fighting
He led the nation from behind
(He found...

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SixtySeven



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The Mind Of GOD



LOVE
 He became angry, and when he refused to enter the house, his father came out 
and pleaded with him. 
He said to his father in reply, 'Look, all these years I...

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How come they call it Labor Day when nobody works?
And why Pool-Table?  Where's the diving board?  the water?
How can you play "Draw-Poker" without paper and pencil?
Do Negroes really have bigger knees?
And Flashlight: A...

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I’m more interested in 
writing life in a verse
There’s no time like the present 
To believe in God
Don’t live your life in reverse
Gods here to break the chains
Of every curse
That leaves us bound
And blind
Or in...

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My co-worker posed a theory to me
That our boss was born one hundred years later than she was supposed to be
Neither of us could exactly put our finger on why, but I had to agree
No...

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Tribute to Maradona                                ...

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A people person made to not like people
I've known the worst ones, spiteful, evil,

I gave sympathy
they pointed out the wimp in me

I gave time
they mocked and undermine

I showed compassion
and offered protection
no such fashion
came my direction

When...

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THE HUNGRY VOTERS.
 
At the moment like that one, no voter(s) can call(s) a spade not a spade,
Because the voted man has become the ‘I don’t care ruler’,
No listening, not even attentive to society hazardous,
But...

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Song Bird Sang Soft Sweet Refrain

While we went for ride on a train in Spain,
Single song bird sang a soft, sweet refrain;
We would yearn,
One day to return;
Our soul and spirit forever there did remain.

Jim Horn

Always...

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What can I do to stop this terrible aching in my gut?
And yet, I am glad that I have not lost my sense of caring
That something inside of me still hurts when others hurt
My heart...

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Lili Marlene

In times of war, love can subdue cynical adversaries
(Men separated from their vocation, now filled with hatred)
And quell the beast inside their misdirected hearts,
And free their consciences, to allow sorrows’ comfort.

A noisy silence pervades...

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Is life a psychological and spiritual mess, a being of dismay and chaos,
Misdirected and confused by those of staunch and unwavering bios,
Might have started on a farm, urban home, corporate office, or a college dorm,
Looking...

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No one can understand you, because you're not your typical run of the mill
it's all due to your philosophy, a mind that thinks but a tongue that sits still
years quickly pass you by, finding yourself...

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what if every life
was part of a life lived
not just re-encarnation
but something from every life gived

what if we were all Jews
priest of God something God used
once enslaved and often abused
what if one of our souls
were...

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AFRICAN WOMAN

Who are you, African woman? 
What’s your identity? 
What do you stand for??
Black is beauty they say but the beauty lies in our core values and virtues.
Look at the African child groomed and nourished...

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You should feel ashamed.
What are you an idiot?
The woman is standing there with a baby crying in her arms.
The train is starting and stopping, rapid, erratic, uncaring.
Get the hell up and give this woman your...

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Is your mind in the gutter,
full of what you shouldn't utter?
  Or perhaps it's your conscience
  which eats you alive with slanderous nonsense--
  about your ex, matters of sex, or your neighbor's...

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In the mirror, one day, the stranger will stand and you will gaze long,
The shadow of what was, shall fade into the unknown to be.
You allowed others to be the carriers of self, and they...

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