Long Plangent Poems

Limericks II - Nature Poems and Animal Poems

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot!"



Clyde Lied!
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Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot."



Stage Craft-y
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a dromedary
who...

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If I Falter
by Michael R. Burch

for Beth

If I regret
fire in the sunset
exploding on the horizon,
then let me regret loving you.

If I forget
even for a moment
that you are the only one,
then let me forget that the...

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Sonnets LXXI-LXXX

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you...

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Happily Never After (the Second Curse of the Horny Toad)
by Michael R. Burch

He did not think of love of Her at all
frog-plangent nights, as moons engoldened roads
through crumbling stonewalled provinces, where toads
(nee princes) ruled in...

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Happily Never After: the Second Curse of the Horny Toad
by Michael R. Burch
 
He did not think of love of Her at all
frog-plangent nights, as moons engoldened roads
through crumbling stonewalled provinces, where toads
(nee princes) ruled...

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     A smoky vignette opens up, as if morning fog over the mountain valleys blown by winter winds. 
     Piano notes pulsing in a melancholic, waltz~ like...

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I

The bell the Town Courier want to toll
To salute the day of reckoning in Getham City
Is now on the neck of the scary-witty cat her paws like dragon
Saints, Publicans looking on at each other nose
Of...

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How quickly I became intoxicated
from the salt I'd tasted around the rim
of the crystal chalice he filled for me
with ambrosia kisses as shadows fell.

A spell was cast on this dark bewitching night,
beneath the torches of...

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Crystal eyes gleam
at the prospect of
scintillating sapphire blush
gliding films of
wonder dilate bliss
driven lilac haze
spasmodic orbital earth
spinning obtuse lumen
tangents of night mist
droplets whilst baton
passing relay to a
fledgling bronze dawn
casting nirvana plume
upon dream realm
bloom  ecstatic as
it...

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21christimase, annum as gone, am still staring at the sun there, I mean down
there goes my day youth:
tendering, losing difference type of dream, imagery unfulfilled with pain and agony.
! O ribcage, catalyst of my misery...

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21christimase, annum as gone, am still staring at the sun there, I mean down
there goes my day youth:
tendering, losing difference type of dream, imagery unfulfilled with pain and agony.
! O ribcage, catalyst of my misery...

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911 Carousel
by Michael R. Burch

“And what rough beast ... slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”—W. B. Yeats

They laugh and do not comprehend, nor ask
which way the wind is blowing, no, nor why
the reeling azure fixture...

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My heart weakened by its innumerable years 
continues to flutter its plangent beats. An 
ancient maple tree, its leafless naked branches calls 
for me to rest beside its protective scaly bosom, 
for it sees a...

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NOTHING MISSING, NOTHING BROKEN 
With your head, roll out drums,
Mighty trumpets in their stead,
And like Eagles soar higher in the sky,
The skies of your mind, 

Do not crumble on vain things,
And do not hijack your...

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Going home

He had come back different, or maybe he had never really come back at all. 
It had changed him; now eyes withdrawn, furtive,
Looking out into someplace, somewhere within his own mind.

Even in sleep, never...

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Beneath the city's concrete awning,
Sunlight pirouettes through the urban sprawl.
A danseuse of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature's pulsations thrum through it all.

Skyscrapers, leviathan bellwethers,
Forge an ersatz forest, soaring high-hearted.
Yet, within the interstices, light clandestinely seeps,
A...

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I feel the warmth of early morning sun.
The blackbird, singing in the cherry tree
Entrances all with matins just begun –
Ethereal plainchant, plangent melody.

The snow-white blossom hides a darkling bird
From eyes that would discern this source...

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I LOVE YOU

        Three  hesitant words with three syllable trembled 
        Seven heavens stepped on sublime soul feeling divine.
 ...

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Lady Spider weaving her web again;
Powerful stories surfing on the net.
Hostess - protecting anchors around
Trail Blazer, accosting melodic sound.   

Wonder now, what traps she spins.
Boomerang, those frailed legs wantonly pin.
Hideous grips, Neo Geometric...

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Lute

Curved, inviting, light,
it has the look of antique ships,
a galleon bulge of straight-grained woods.
Fretful cat-gut cords
coiled taut by silver screws
above the calibrated neck
conceal a thousand foot-pound pirouette.
Child of Sirocco and Spain,
veils, fans, brocade, and lace,
olive,...

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...for Virginia Woolf


Seashells hiss her mystery, 
leaves and flowers whisper 
her humanity; lambent lines 
of plangent wisdom, stories 
of loneliness coated with love
and compassion, poetic 
and rich in description.

Shackled in a masculine 
environment, a room...

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...for Virginia Woolf


Seashells hiss her mystery, 
leaves and flowers whisper 
her humanity; lambent lines 
of plangent wisdom, stories 
of loneliness coated with love
and compassion, poetic 
and rich in description.

Shackled in a masculine 
environment, a room...

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...for Virginia Woolf


Seashells hiss her mystery, 
leaves and flowers whisper 
her humanity; lambent lines 
of plangent wisdom, stories 
of loneliness coated with love
and compassion, poetic 
and rich in description.
Shackled in a masculine 
environment, a room...

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...for Virginia Woolf


Seashells hiss her mystery, 
leaves and flowers whisper 
her humanity; lambent lines 
of plangent wisdom, stories 
of charity coated with love
and compassion, poetic 
and rich in description.

Shackled in a masculine 
environment, a room...

Read More