Long Oracular Poems

Lozenge
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 lozenge of sugar.

When I held you in...

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POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 5: EVOLUTION



Fly’s Eyes
by Michael R. Burch

Inhibited, dark agile fly along
paint-peeling sills, up to the bright glass drawn
by radiance compounded thousandfold,—
I do not see the same as you, but hold
antenna to the brilliant...

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"50 Words for Poe: Sibylline"




Hush your mind



In ancient Persia 
Her sands
drift through your divination hands
Through Her dark mirrors,dethroned now 
Xerxes,you stand before Her naked 
Clairsentient seeps Her ancient wisdom 
Her opium gift to you



Elusive, Her...

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Part One

“The Kurral owes much of its popularity to its exquisite poetic form. A kurral is a couplet containing a complete and striking idea expressed in a refined and intricate metre. No translation can convey...

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A woman who lost everything she owns stands there 
by the waterfront where the waves beat upon the shore.

The woman-transformed-bitch is a prisoner of war 
being carried to the foreign land of an enemy general...

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"What does light have to do with darkness!?...."
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Like mixing champagne miscreants

Within a simile laced frosted glass

Of crystalline stones mingling these

Crowned guises....

Fatidities of peremptory phantasms

Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed?!

Rising in unison unto a collective toast

Toward deceptives...

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I see heaven's natural satellite of the earth,
the twilit lunar reflection after the sun sets-
The Halloween moon gently bows down,
feeling all the children's tiny footsteps.

I see the ghosts walking among the streets,
shades of crimson blood...

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Longing
by Michael R. Burch

We stare out at the cold gray sea,
overcome
with such sudden and intense longing . . .
 
our eyes meet,
inviolate,
and we are not of this earth,
this strange, inert mass.
 
Before we crept
out of...

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"What does light have to do with darkness?...."
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Like mixing champagne of miscreants

Within a metaphoric glass

Of crystalline stones....

Mingling amid these guises

Fatidities of peremptory phantasms

Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed

Rising in unison unto a toast

Toward the destiny of...

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"What does light have to do with darkness?...."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Like mixing champagne of miscreants

Within a metaphoric glass

Of crystalline stones....

Mingling amid these guises

Fatidities of peremptory phantasms

Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed

Rising in unison unto a toast

Toward the destiny of...

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(part 2 informal poetic)

In a poem by Rumi, 
In a 24 hr laundry mat,
in a silent cry for innocence,
In a fractured skull reality,
in the bottom of a pit deeper than self,

I found it in the...

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The illicit flames of cajole will wane like an impetuous act of wind.
Annul with impervious aplomb
Waxing perspicacious avenues
Clearing the nebulous
The schism extricate judicious clarity
Vicarious envoy
Omnious stance
Intrinsic string of which I now belong accrues each dawn
Tenable...

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skin

a lonesome word set above all others
provoking one to strain beyond the epithet
curious to discover the oracular journey
of a single utterance…
skin
will this bard’s quill paint flesh 
with colors blanded by prejudice,
heralding the decay of humanity
divided...

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Genial to avoid confrontation
Baseborn kind, complaisant character
A spurious recital, a cheap imitation
Apocryphal mind, and comical creations
Counterfeited Christ
An unholy effusion
Sons of Belial
Clutch arcane knowledge
Esoteric information

Delve into oracular verse.
Deadened faith
Recondite belief denuded denials
Portentous and abstruse
Divested of the...

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I am now

  In the midst 
    of shaping shifts 
      into riddled bits 
        of cryptic myths 
...

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The lips are baked, cracked
Disfigured
The eyes gaunt and
Hollow
Face skeletal in the monsoon,
Wrinkled-

The plague has come.

The Oracular Verb calling,
Humans lurking phantoms,
The moon asleep in the frost:

The plague! The plague!
The hunters are armed
Toe to teeth
Spears and matchets...

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