Long Nestlings Poems

Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,
you climb, skittish kite...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in vast solitariness there,
so that all that remains is to
fall?

Only a...

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SPRING  IN   ZING

         Season’s                    ...

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TO SEE OR NOT TO SEE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


I’ve an important story that I need to share today
There are several endings, you’ll have the final say
It’s about a young man born without his sight
Living every moment...

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I was just 15, 15 would have just been 15 if 15
was without you.

You, were a lonely butterfly gliding among
the empty meadow.
We first met as kids in church, 
the corridor at the end of the...

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       Ducks and Ducklings


        My daughter's residence favoured my luck !
           ...

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Jack Allen was a serious, shy schoolboy, who worked hard at school lessons;
Like mottled skies working hard each day, to convey many color obsessions.

Jack was a little small for his age, and had begun to...

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After many years I paid a rare visit to the woods from my long ago childhood days,
Things have changed since boyhood, the bees are silent, the landscape has changed,
Gone, honey-laden scented flowers of the old...

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Because Her Heart Is Tender, for Beth
by Michael R. Burch
 
She scrawled soft words in soap: “Never Forget”
dove-white on her car’s window (though the wren,
because its heart is tender, might regret
it called the sun to...

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I Am The Artist Of My Life

Aloft the hills I sit
The world behind
The clear sky above
I, my master,
And my soulful thoughts
Reaching nothingness.
So what is this life all about?

I continued my journey
To reach my snowy summit...

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I stand neck-high tall
within the quicksand
of my infirmities.
Green and gaunt,
I hesitantly genuflect.

Ravaged tendons and corpuscles
are barely breathing
within the vacant corridors
of a soiled carcass.

My ardor for vindication
has been abandoned.
I presently refrain from accepting
the consultation of 
umbrous...

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Celebrations! My younger sibling has arrived and I have the much desired company!
Jealousies! The sibling has taken my mom away and I am alone most of the time!
War! Being an elder my heart is larger...

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Dark into its den submissively shrinking
Twinkle came in triumphantly invading
Long waited glister the world tendering 
There comes at last the blissful morning

The big tree just in front so far sleeping
With melodious sounds now pullulating
Joining the...

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or    
     
The Other Brainless "Design" in Default of a Design      
      
"In and of itself bad, Pain...

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This morning
So cold , I feel I don't 
want a wash O gush! from
my oxblood painted balcony
I stood and heard three red cocks
trumpeting like she come with a luggage
of ice? Yeeh! I could fill...

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My childhood memories of spring's return
are filled with butterflies, florets, and ferns,
of saving baby birds who fell from nests
and Maypole dancing, colored ribbon fests.

Those daisy wings above Lantana bush
were cause to thrill me, make my...

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When the snout of lush abundance is full and flowing,
when all prey and creature-kind spill upon the verdant swards,
then it is that I worry night and day,
for the stoat, fox and hawk are at work,
they...

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"Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them,
here and there:  even the last flower is withered:
yet there is a beauty in decay"

Quote by _Constance La France 


A hush has settled over the garden
Birds have flown...

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I sit on my stoop and survey my domain.
Can't think of a reason I have to complain.
The fuchsia is thirsty. I give it a squirt,
And some for the dahlia, it truly can't hurt.

My roses are...

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       As we shifted to newly built house 
        my five year old daughter discovered 
      ...

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Dear lord, 

I write this letter short, 
A psalm from my heart, 
To cherish what thy have passed
A gratitude for thy works. 

Forgive me, my lord
For when I have faltered, 
The days I spent in...

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It has been low, dim, and heavy,
heavens part, light swoops onto open waters,
the overflow of recent torrents
glittering sky-fish skim. 

Keep on driving as if the road were silver rails.
Right and left window worlds out of...

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In the land titled the Gift of the Nile,
where pharaohs rode in gilded chariots,
149 feet she elegantly stands,
in the sandy plains of Giza

For decades long gone,
shes taken the crown;
"the tallest master piece of man's hand"
a...

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Flowers in a vase
Gifts of nature's bounty;
Fragrant beauty adorns

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Lizards stride
Wall to ceiling;
Snacking stray insects

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Gold fish bowl
Swimming jewels;
Watery perfection

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Glass of wine
Fragrant red tint;
Nature's own vigour

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Idyllic vineyards
Land stretching far;
Grapes for the wine press

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Stray flowers dance
Wind blown wayside;
Grass...

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Most rigorous astrology can hardly divine
Why flamy galactic orbs often burning fall; 
Or the calm pull behind shiniest meteorites'
Hurtling lower from their neat nestlings tall. 

I own that apt eyes as of the lauded Magi...

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Of all the vile and wild creatures
Walking on planet earth
Man is the vilest and wildest.

A serpent will not come knocking on your door 
Armed with a machete or a gun or a grenade
And knock down...

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