Long More often than not Poems

The Sun Is a Liar



It’s been quite some time since I've awoke early enough to meet the sun coming over the horizon. As I gazed out the window from my bedroom window seat, the sky...

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Winter Awakens My Care
anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter awakens all my care
as leafless trees grow bare.
For now my sighs are fraught
whenever it enters my thought:
regarding this world's joy,
how everything...

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POEMS ABOUT EROS AND CUPID

These are translations of ancient Greek poems about Eros. Eros was the Greek counterpart of the Roman god Cupid. While today we tend to think of Cupid as an angelic cherub...

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~  Life Is Not Easy ~ 
( Octilla   ) 
 

~O~


Life's not easy, that we all know 
Sometimes things go wrong, and that's so 
It is hard, so watch what you sow...

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Raid versus woe

Black flag(s) show up
on social media platforms
when potential homicidal maniac(s)
communicate(s) intent to strike
with ambush and ready
read - able, eager, and willing
to embark upon murderous rampage.

Prospective killer armed to the teeth
usually a young bucking...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem
Old English Poem (i.e., Anglo-Saxon Poem) from the Exeter Book, ca. 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this sun
and...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem - Part II
anonymous Old English Poem from the Exeter Book, circa 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this...

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I have heard almost nothing about New Year Resolutions
this pandemic year;

Although personal sound waves are filled
replete with incomplete invitations
to take better health care
of personal
and social
and economic
and democratic
and public
and green climate nonviolent communication
wealth optimization

As we move...

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Since you wanna play riddles and poetry puzzles with me
Before we go any further - allow me to bring you up to speed
I just got cheated on - not even a month fresh
After a terrifying,...

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We carry our phones now.
We call them I-phones.
Not sure if this is because we are Internet-aware
Or simply I’s instead of We’s now.
It’s time to exchange mine for a newer model;
Happens every two years.
How many contacts...

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I can’t help, but feel kinda restless
Can’t sleep because I’m hopeless
You got to save me from myself, my restful dear
You are asleep in your melodic, swaying chandelier

Prayers please…… 
Give me starlit and moonlit ease
The sun...

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Verse 1: I don't want to be the one that got away
I swear you like the wind every night and day
Katy Perry is on the radio and I'm wondering how it's like to be in...

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A healthy dose of invective flourishes at Highland Manor asylum

I hate to be curt,
but welcome to the monkey house
at 2 highland manor drive,
where all manner of imbeciles go berserk.

I and the missus
(thee unfortunate recipient
of poisonous...

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After entering the 'One Word' contest, I thought to myself,                         ...

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According to The National Fatherhood Initiative, there is a father absence crisis in America. According to the U.S. Census Bureau, 18.3 million children, 1 in 4, live without a biological, step, or adoptive father in...

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(alternately titled: Typical daily mindset today – 
July 17th, 2020)

The following words
mostly unredacted, nevertheless finessed
for curbed poetic/prosaic appeal
lock, stock and barrel
codify, and edify (hoopfully not mortify)
any reader unbeknownst and/or familiar
with unsteady state of yours truly,
(an...

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'BRRRING BRRRING' said the telephone

“Oh hello” said the wide viewfinder to the telephone. “How are you today?” The telephone fell silent. Very silent. It had no battery with which to call, speak, shout or do...

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Ability to defecate wildly swings (both ways)...
between incontinence and constipation

Irritable bowel syndrome i.e.
the former excretory bout I address
the above (polite way to phrase diarrhea)
and avoid moon efficient cheekiness,
yours truly doth buttress,
a literal warranted pain in...

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Give me a break
For my own sake
I adore the time we spent
You made my heart less bent

Yes indeed...oh, yes indeed..
I am the tiger without his feed

Hope you know that I must vent
Found myself unable to...

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Time moves quickly, catching me unaware.  It seems just yesterday I was a child growing up.  Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago. I wonder where all the years went. ...

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Otter trance dance meets mice, worms and soups

A single iron is fed up with flattening material. In fact it has spoke of breaking. It considers such actions as pointless and therefore fruitless. And creases are...

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The first anniversary since being pelted...

with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred 
and sixty five days ago. 

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus...

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Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus dreamt up bright idea
to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells.

Rather than just hurl one at a time,
(she who unwittingly helped...

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Recherché poetic themes stock in trade of yours truly

No surprise, rhyme nor reason,
I tease out extraordinary threads,
sometimes deliberately writing
about current calendar day or season

for instance today July 28th, 2020
another hazy, hot, and humid summer day
and...

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Belle of the Balls
                               ...

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