Long Palpitations Poems

Happy Valentine's Day
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the Horror
by Michael R. Burch

the Horror lurks inside our closets
the Horror hides beneath our beds
the Horror hisses ancient curses
the Horror whispers in our heads

the Horror tells us Death is coming
the Horror tells us there’s no...

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Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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Spring's Excitement
There are rhythms of Nature that no one controls
that farms use to advantage! Time's fishermen sailed
both with tides and fair breezes offshore in their boats
at each dawn and dusk's onshore brought home each day's...

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Every second, every minute, every single thought about you
Wonders of this still could be too good to be true
Fluttering in my heart, palpitations go amiss
I yearn for the touch of your skin, and I constantly...

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It’s been a long time coming
But I’m still on my game 
Writing is the only outlet 
That frees me of this pain
I Talk it how I walk it
And this Walk is insane
Some days are harder...

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Support Your Local Po' Whet (Hick) Bummer, i.e. me

Freedom from onset of pervasive gloom 
(attendant with profusely perspiring palms, 
hut tree men duh us aggravation), would be 
a dog send to this melon collie bow...

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How many people with foreboding palpitations
have I seen slip from middle age and slide into old age?
They slither into their last refuge, the dirt hole,
and ignorantly nestle into the forever unknown life stream

The ones who...

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Continued from Part 1
Ah Consuela! I’m watching the vertigo veiling her green Spanish eyes,
while the drumbeat pounds, droning, the rhythm sounds, moaning,
                 of jungles Jamaican entwined
in the valleys concealing the vineyards revealing
                 the vaults in...

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Dancing at the disco I espy the woman of my dreams
Wearing a lavender basque top and painted on jeans
Her smile is so dazzling there is nothing to compare
I can’t help feeling I know her from...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The ratio of three to one,
Three beats of my heart followed...

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Irritatingly often unnecessarily compliant
to the whims of those about him
endlessly wordlessly wondering
about the many demented subjective qualities
of our ever present mammalian imperative via
a thought balloon filled with candy and bullets
that lingers menacingly overhead
announcing the death...

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To lose someone of whom u care 
The loss the grief the utter despair
Bereavement the feeling of nothingness
Can also seem like a cyclone of pain there's nothing else that can compare 
It's like the bleakness...

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Have you ever seen your organs on display?
it's quite... mesmerizing 
a.... disturbed euphoria if you will

The first item that I gazed upon
was my heart, it's beat
ever flowing in a rapid succession
of strings and multiple palpitations...

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It's about time we talk of ruins.
So, let us talk, for you never know,
How long ears of hope will remain receptive.

Your lips are missing, and your kisses fall,
Like ripe plums and tint my confession,
Like coffee...

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Colures transposed orbits closed whence derive the rains of rose?
Across million mileage magic and magnitude are striding
O'er holistic horizon svelteness and smoothness are sliding
Meridian framed parallax tamed whither swash the rains of rose?
Spray by spray,...

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Let’s be honest, I’m not that honest.
Be honest, 
Just this once.
Forget all the dilutions of grandeur,
The noise.
Eat it so hard in the teeth that your mouth has a voice.
Unclench your tongue just long enough to...

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Another White Christmas
coming down
hard ...
Asphalt bitter cold
Danny Boy blues ain’t o-Kaye-o     
Broken glass Dean-o voice
Martini sing in absinthe stinging
d minor   ~   Road to Hope got
Crossed 'B' out...

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It was the Eve before Christmas, every tree covered in snow,
Bonnie was walking Plato her poodle, conscious to keep to the road,
As she nonchalantly walked, she thought of Derrick her Danish beau,
He was the one...

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It’s Faint Paddies Day
everyday,
from my oxy scarce commuter view

At this Rocky Mountain skin altitude,
death is always on the dispatch menu

Faint Paddies 
be sweating onion fear on a ghetto roll
Cry babies
be diaper blues potty wailing —...

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She’s my bad medicine,
	giving me fever chills
	and heart palpitations
		Always breaking out in a cold sweat
from her sultry hot loving
	Keeps me dancing on the edge of death,
	defying all my common sense
She’s my no good medicine
Then there’s...

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How dare you show up 
unannounced
Changing the way I live
my best life
Coming all up and thru here
confining me inside the prison
of my own insanity
I want to break from these walls
and defy everything they 
say about...

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Mirabelle orb ascends,
under clementine and pomegranate skies.

Absent,
in delight of daylight.
Eyes set adrift in dawning daydreams.

Calm heart is an oceanic concerto,
flowing along sapphire tones.
Deep breaths walk upon water,
caressed by Poseidon's piano keys.
Pulsating palpitations beat eloquent echoes,
rousing...

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Why the warmth in your skin
Brightens my world from dim

I do not know why
I do not know why for only you I'd die

I can't explain the kisses from your lips
I definitely can identify your familiar...

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Blue Iris, 
Grimoire gondolas steal unbound human yawns,
Each Charon poised with sallow spear along the River:
Austere laughter of headless boughs 
sipping grave-scented spiritual kisses.

Gruel to Drinking Fear you do coerce,
Till evil flees the dawn within...

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