Long Pockmarked Poems
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Sonnet Lxxxi-LxxxixSonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX
Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch
The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew...
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Categories:
pockmarked, dream, earth, flower, moon, music, night, stars,
Form:
Sonnet
Sane Sexagenarian Scribe Seeks Asylum In CanadaSane sexagenarian scribe seeks asylum in Canada...
should Trump swindle electorate by hook or crook,
(1003 days, 9 hours, and
32 minutes until 2024 election),
yours truly steels, girds, braces... himself,
and plots serious outlook
pondering exiting United States
(stage door left)
while...
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Categories:
pockmarked, angst, anxiety, betrayal, conflict, freedom, loss, november,
Form:
Rhyme
Bring On the Rejection SlipsBring on the rejection slips...
and/or try distilling my spirits
at losing gamble
if curious (by George) proceed
reading reasonable rhyme,
I guarantee the following words ramble.
Though flush with good humor
pun one mock two yields negligible
true cash equivalent value won
dirt...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, absence,
Form:
Free verse
Arcola Circa Late 1960s Early 1970sArcola circa late 1960's early 1970's...
easy to conjure this idyllic June 8th, 2020
Envision bucolic Currier
and Ives rendered landscape,
or canvas painted
courtesy gifted late Thomas Kinkade
(or substitute favorite creative soul)
how aforementioned illustrious artists drape
mesmerized amateur and/or
art appreciation...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 11th grade, 12th grade, environment, father, growing
Form:
Free verse
Teal Bricks, Indigo WallLet me hear that applause though I've done little to warrant it
Time is a poor curative for what's fundamentally broken
Brain's full pal, sorry, you've gotta go home
Even though I'm the one who paid for you...
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Categories:
pockmarked, death, future, introspection, mental health,
Form:
Free verse
Eden Liat Harris I PraiseEden Liat Harris – I Praise
Twenty two years ago
December twenty second,
two thousand eighteen
"star student" born
this papa (and most
likely thee birth mother)
...
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Categories:
pockmarked, anger, december, father daughter, forgiveness, happy birthday,
Form:
Rhyme
Ashes To AshesTHE FIRST TIME I SAW VERA…
I saw: A scrawny, wrinkled, little thing with sallow, wrinkled skin, a head of fine white hair that looked like a dandelion gone to seed, and a pair of faded...
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Categories:
pockmarked, addiction, death,
Form:
Narrative
Collisions Between Yours Truly and the MissusCollisions between yours truly and the missus
Space at a premium
in our apartment
lettered and numbered b44
at Highland Manor,
cuz the spouse
heavily trends toward disorderliness.
She readily admits her predilection
to disavow being a neatnik,
yet owns the capacity
getting down to...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 11th grade, 12th grade, adventure, appreciation, betrayal,
Form:
Free verse
Bring On the Rejection Slips and Or Lost WagerBring on the rejection slips and/or lost wager
Though flush with good humor
pun one mock two yields negligible
true cash equivalent value won
dirt poor offspring privileged as prodigal son
pockets bursting with legal tender,
where just yesterday I had...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th
Form:
Free verse
Jukebox GigoloOld Zack Adams sits a slouch’n so sloppy drunk on a bar-room stool,
Wear’n his cheap-threaded cowboy suit and a stained satin shirt.
All the while a peek’n and a leer’n at women like an old poor...
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Categories:
pockmarked, abuse, addiction, allegory, emotions, hurt, life, lust,
Form:
Quatrain
Elusive Pursuit Endeavoring To Craft a Great PoemElusive pursuit endeavoring to craft a great poem
I (analogous to a rolling stone)
confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
semblance of reasonable poetic rhyme
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 12th grade, adventure, analogy, atheist, celebration, creation,
Form:
Rhyme
The Ghosts Behind the Graves On Omaha BeachThey were young then, now they would be old men looking across an empty beach, the sun at their back; for many this would be their last day to grow old; dead in the water;...
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Categories:
pockmarked, death, dedication, hero, history, veterans day, war,
Form:
Narrative
C20h25n30There’s a throng of dark matter storms clustering at the base of my spine.
C20H25N30 is encoded in the cord I decided to plug myself into when I
was 15. Jami told me that I...
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Categories:
pockmarked, addiction, anxiety, depression, drug, emotions, humanity, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Elusive Pursuit Endeavoring To Craft a Great PoemI confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words for others to ponder
more often than not experiencing nonresponder.
Without lofty literary ambitions,
more so stream of...
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Categories:
pockmarked, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, education,
Form:
Free verse
Psychological GridlockWD-40 resistant, cranky
mental gears no longer appraised,
honored, nor prized
as a precision crafted tool
never adequately utilized,
when eyes stared blankly
taking up space...
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Categories:
pockmarked, death, dream, fire, leaving, love hurts, mom,
Form:
Bio
The Sun and the MoonDuring the day the sun owns the sky
Like a piece of solar citrus leaking
Radiant bliss
That meets my skin with a warm kiss from on high
Seated alone in a turquoise throne
It greets me as I step...
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Categories:
pockmarked, earth, moon, poetry, space, sun,
Form:
Free verse
The Old JalopyOn a farm in a community of drudgery and toil lived a man alone
He had lost so much in his life and had so little to show
For the multitude of years, sweat and love that...
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Categories:
pockmarked, anger, anxiety,
Form:
Narrative
Chucko Is DeadChucko Is Dead
It was on Columbus Day, 1962
When Chucko the Birthday Clown
Sang in tones most glorious and free.
“I’m Chucko, I’m Chucko
I’m Chucko the Birthday Clown!”
I was comfortably ensconced on the couch.
A feigning 10 year...
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Categories:
pockmarked, dream, birthday, birthday, columbus day, universe,
Form:
Elegy
Cambodian Cote D'Azur“Cambodia is
Cambodia but not really
Cambodia.”
That’s what some say
As the years roll on
Forty years or so since Pol Pot and his pals posted
‘Year 0”,
Sent the whole thing to the wash,
And it came out
Red.
So...
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Categories:
pockmarked, travel
Form:
Free verse
ArdecheUNSUPPORTED CODE
I have stood atop the Ardeche cliffs,
and surveyed the river far below,
as she carves a pockmarked limestone rift;
a distant view, an...
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Categories:
pockmarked, boat, conflict, nature,
Form:
I do not know?
The Color of LoveHow to describe the color of love? Might you frown in surprise if I spoke of brown? Dull, pockmarked, ocherous brown.
A tarmac of grain, stained the color of earth, that never saw...
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Categories:
pockmarked, home, nostalgia,
Form:
Prose
The Ruba'Iyat of Creteil Lake - Part Twenty-EightThe Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Eight
Other media meanwhile busy with who’s sleeping with whom
Relying on New-Sweep and Thyme to make loud front-page zoom
Mainly of those who leapfrog into top power palaces
On whether de...
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Categories:
pockmarked, allegory,
Form:
Rubaiyat
LandlineI miss the electric hum of a landline.
Some long nights I could hear it listening to itself
as if plugged into several minds all at once.
It was sound without daylight,
night echo’s that lingered into the day.
The...
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Categories:
pockmarked, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Creeping JesusYou sense the presence but cannot see it yet,
not hear footfalls squeak on the hardwood floor;
the flesh-crawling aura of an unclean spirit
squeals the rusted hinges of the creaking...
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Categories:
pockmarked, on work and working, people,
Form:
Verse
Spaceman of LifeYoung men in virile stride
Pass to see the prize that awaits.
Competitive glares that will push the envelope
Who will stand to accept the honor?
"You will never win the Spaceman...
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Categories:
pockmarked, adventure, life, science fiction, space
Form:
Narrative