Long Peerage Poems

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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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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Argh daylight savings time ends – 2:00 AM November 6th 2022

Hour hands of o'clock get set back 
sixty minutes gaining extra hour of Autumn
round about this same day of November 
every year, what a bum
er,...

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Daylight Savings Time Ends – November 5th 2023 means...

discombobulated, harried, and lobotomized
state of body, mind, and spirit triage.

Onset of dark shadows signalling edge of night
occurs earlier as the world turns  
beckoning, hinting, robbing passage...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 13th, 2022

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil curse,
butta I avoid tempting him 
courtesy fanged...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 14th, 2021

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil,
(albeit harmless) look
regarding feeble effort I undertook.

Don't forget...

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If MoonLight frames GrandMother,
and GrandFather radiates SolarPower of Synthesis
then Mother emerges as Earth’s BiLaterally yin-yin
win-win FlowingSpinning Rivers
baptizing embryonic holonic ecosystems,
and Father emerges as Universe’s DNA-Yang AnthroLanguage PolyEnculturation.

If TransMillennial Children of Elder Trees
have regenerated PostMillennial Children...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 13th,   2022

A long time graduate courtesy 
Hard Knocks alum,
once again yours truly 
posts reasonable rhyme 
about shortest day of the year.

Two o'clock Ante Meridiem 
nostri Jesu Christi 
hour...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 8th,   2020

Two o'clock anno Domini nostri Jesu Christi 
hour hand clock sprung forward sixty minutes 
round about same of month every year, what a bum
er, an inconvenient truth...

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Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn
Round about this same of month every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over 
   sans yesteryear doth...

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Unwana, Unwana, I have chosen you amongst the daughters of men,
amongst the maidens of my felon tribe, 
to bear the torch of our waning kindred…

Unwana, I have chosen you, favoured one, out of the delights...

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an earth is not a resewable blanket so do not rip it then
The dainty two hour ballet performance by the pack of brontosauruses' was a splendid and majestic sight. No former beam can alight the...

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Pork-chop cheeks and whiskey smiles,
Unable to hear the screams,
Or feel the clenched fist of anguish.

Just gravy boats, reporters’ notes,
And passenger windows,

A self-perpetuated pride,
A collective team of ego.

Laughing in hysterical
Deliverance of ignorance.

Playing around,
Intentionally oblivious
To disastrous decisions.

Twenty-plus...

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Endless haze of orange light
Cast upon the smog
Sweat alone and stain my seat
In my peerage crowd

Don't regret my actions long
Takes just too much time
Better spent trying to live
Make it day by day

Play to the rhythm...

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At the birth of every male child,
At his hair-cutting event styled,
At first birth-celebrations wild;
At his sister's ear-ring pomp, mild,
At school when their admissions filed,
Blasts the crumb, whole soul forces, piled...!

When enjoying a silent sleep, 
When...

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On a grassy verge above the surging rill 
she stood fair haired and proud,
three leaf clover substrate at her toes.
Clutching saline bouquets I had plucked 
from my neighbours walk-in green house.
Woman of resplendent peerage cast...

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A twelve and a half foot mongoose on a train could be likened to a twelvemonth tail of a tram whose movements of splash could be a beef tuning a banjo or a bamboo style...

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“Good morning! May I hold the door for you?”
I looked into her pleasant youthful face
Smiled and thought to myself while walking through
The opened doorway with dignified grace.
What is it about me that she proffered
This deed?...

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