Long Piecemeal Poems

Epigrams by Michael R. Burch

If brevity is the soul of wit
then brevity and levity 
are the whole of it.
—Michael R. Burch

To write an epigram, cram.
If you lack wit, scram!
—Michael R. Burch

Conformists of a feather
flock together.
—Michael...

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Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me

As a divergence 
from the apocalyptical, dialectical, 
geomorphological, judgmatical, 
metaphorical, philosophical...,
I share an out of this 
(webbed wide) world,
light hearted anecdote 
ye may find far fetched.

Believe me you,
an unspecified number of...

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Sex Hex
by Michael R. Burch

Love’s full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes).



Love
by Michael R. Burch

Love is either wholly folly,
or fully holy.



Nun Fun Undone
by Michael R. Burch

Abbesses'
recesses
are not for excesses!



Here and Hereafter
by Michael R. Burch

Life’s saving...

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The Columbia is a smooth beast that has introduced us to a semi tropic clime
that produces a bewildering humidity even for November
and a panoply of tree types that canopy the mossy turfs
from a sky that...

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That look of fierce disdain, nobility! 
That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown 
with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility 
besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. 
He loved the way it sat in proud tranquility...

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As mortal veils dissolved, our bodies merged in the ossuary's somber symphonies, two mistress awakened by the velvet-wrapped cadavers, our disinvested hands tracing syllabic patterns across the olive verdure of our skin, as maelstroms of...

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Adjusting Appetizing Palates.
I have sampled the variety,
I am the one who has tasted life;
The one who has had a taste of life.
Rarely indulged in the main course-
Seldom a full meal-
I come hungry-
To leave satisfied...
I want...

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Look past
the faded little girl    braids and bows 
in a       polaroid picture
buttery yellow skirt 
curtsying     a smile
frog prince 
imprisoned   ...

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Fresh home from therapy,
     and resonate with zeal
tush air cerebral cogs a turn'n
     analogous to and pinion wheel

hence attempt made to bare soul,
    ...

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[ credits to LAURENT YVAN from France who read my poem ]



launched over ages of primaeval forces
my nomadic ancestry calls out to me
winds howl driven over rolling hills
atop a ridge of rugged mountains
beyond vestiges of...

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Though predictability prevails
     pertaining to my life,
     nonetheless a pronounceable zeal
bestirred from writing,
     and reading (no surprise),
     which literary...

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Epigrams II

Sex Hex
by Michael R. Burch

Love's full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes).
 
***
 
Midnight Stairclimber
by Michael R. Burch

Procreation
is at first great sweaty recreation,
then—long, long after the sex dies—
the source of endless exercise.

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The One True...

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Just a girl child, just a woman.
After all's said or done - a human
running  through open mind fields
patched with white wheat yield.
Seeds sown groan-grown
piecemeal pockets among throngs
of lilies leaping up in colour song
acapella red,...

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Fundamentalist Christians row over piecemeal things, 
Over whether baptism is required for heavenly sings, 
Over whether baptism is needed for heaven’s welcome, 
Over whether baptism is demanded by god to overcome. 

I don’t know how...

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December rains
Hurl aqueous tears;
Salty aftertaste

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Monsoon season
Wet and wet again;
Abrupt mood swings

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Seek knowing
Beyond word count;
Awareness sums

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Wet market lanes
Slippery slimy walkways;
Jerky footfalls splash

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Bargain hunters
Black Friday sales;
Mob mentality

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Hot tea brew
Random conversations;
Drifting away

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Rustic tea house
Aromatic fragrance;
Poignant deluge

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Elemental harmony
Geomancy fortifies;
Feng...

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Way, way out there on Planet X-42718
  peering through his telescope one night late
the astronomer's eyes opened wider and wider
  at what he was viewing in the lenses inside her

Will you look at...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 21

Would Hindus see in Paris kill Siva’s* will
Who’s show is this: Puppeteer or puppet’s
Kali-Yuga* dragging hind legs to standstill

Callow kids spray lead to warn not infidel
For what glory...

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My father waits at his table
                             ...

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Oomph flavours zest as home with peace,
Urge mellows fest with mahjong tease,
Rich pun and jest bring festive ease.

Feel fancy play with hidden hand,
Aim piecemeal sway with moving brand,
Make mindful way a touch you trend;

Indulge the...

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Shall we go as one hating each other
this self-indulgent spiral
in the crashing devolution of love

Still we find the bloodied spikes denial
the verbose rendition of enemies
clamoring for their recognition

Have we yet to drink our fill of...

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A mangled mind struggles to decipher
A lonely world...in darkness of Alzheimer.
Like million stars in unknown cosmic space 
neurons quiver million jumbled thoughts.
Tangled nerves in a white vellum
reflect faded echoes of false screams.
Hallucinating  a nightmare...

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Piecemeal summer dies;
the spread of long winter blanket again.

For ten years I have lived in exile,
locked in this rickety cabin, shoulders
jostled up against open Alberta sky.

If I were young again I’d sing of the coolness...

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You had to know Lucille 
Every morning nothing but oatmeal
She never skipped a meal
Her favourite colour was teal    
And loved to wear soft chenille
Her pet was a beautiful cockatiel 
And every night...

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History sounds – billions of muffled voices, vying to be heard.
The loudest ones rise to the top, while others are doomed to silence.
But even among those heard and remembered,
We will never truly know them.

We may...

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Held to Her chest, silly noises and funny faces made you happy
Gripped in His hand, temper tantrums and meltdowns reared your independence
Your fatigue and fussiness paints with such an unconscionable art-ness
All the while We were...

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