Long Purists Poems

“On the Sonnet”
by John Keats

If by dull rhymes our English must be chained,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fettered, in spite of painéd loveliness;
Let us find out, if we must be constrained,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To...

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Listen
by Immanuel A. Michael (an alias of Michael R. Burch)

1.
Listen to me now
and heed my voice;
I am a madman, alone,
screaming in the wilderness,
but listen now.

Listen to me now, and if I say
that black is black
and...

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Virtue, thou art old wine of vague value
Admired even by vintners nary more,
Nor by the adherents taking time’s cue,
Ye decorate archaic ancient lore.

Watch new high-fliers that surface from shores—
Go-getters getting tonnes in rare offers,
Tiger stripes,...

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FABEL EIGHT 
FABEL EIGHT 
 
Ignorance is Bliss 
 
CharlaX Fables 
 
People argue they agree among themselves on stupidity to be the ruler of them 
all it was so laughable not even rude at...

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He was out of Woodie Wonder by the stallion Sunset Hue, 
A freak thought breeding purists, who would surely end up glue. 
For greys were so unfashionable he'd never get a start, 
But this colt...

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Pablo Naranjo Golborne / Pablo Golborne / Pablo Naranjo Nordau Neruda   
Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), This poet was alive during the World Wars One and 
Two. In 1943, Neruda returned to Chile, and in...

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Summer hath come, May blocked the sun, son, yet I know you read this Jedi 
poetry.
Airwaves reek of radiation, reverberation stagnant holds no key.
Here we, hear yee, Kings of Alchemy 
everyday, every way, mopping floors...

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Let me not play tuneless in today's time,
Some purists sure get praised as Gandhian,
Yet, crass nevertheless is no more crime,
Old values are hailed may be in heaven.

Whilst weighing values for the weathered time,
Let's mull on...

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What’s going on these days~
Is the world flip flopping on its side?
It’s the fashion of the day
To declare how we’re offended
No matter what was said
Or what we imagine was intended
We’ll put a twist on things
With...

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These days it seems that whenever
you turn on the country radio,
you hear pop songs endlessly sung
by people faking a southern tone.
Pretty-boys from the suburbs,
with pristine hats and frosted hair,
singing endless about their trucks,
obligatory backroads, girls,...

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(Leeza, my roommate Lisa’s little sister, was off-tha-hook earlier this summer)

thirteen
peach flesh
fabuk buster
nu-metal priss
sexless breasts
bitten fingernails
dirty babyskin feet
mirror mesmerized
straight-eyed honesty
grouchapottamus
without analysis
corollary sister
wide eyed
hot mess
skinny
pacer
bella
doe
.
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Webster: Corollary: something that naturally follows another (like sisters)

slang…
off tha hook =...

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Unending strip of ebony darkness
	lying lost unseen under moonless black sky
it’s beginning and end upon the land
	lost in black shadows cannot be seen

deeper darkness moves within
	flowing smooth curves barely half seen
eerily growing closer to me
	silently...

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Note : as an experiment i took a random article from the newspaper and extracted phrases from it to eventually form this sonnet. A fun exercise!
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Economic purists say, relief should,
Never have been given in the...

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Ice cream purists like theirs plain
With nary a scintilla
Of nuts or chips or sprinkles
To deface their pure vanilla.

I see their point but disagree;
Additions have their place
And hunks of fruit or chocolate
I can easily embrace.

A vein...

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CONTRARY

A poem personified, it could be me
Yet to embrace analysis, I am averse
Words should flow at their own pace
Precise syllable counts are a disgrace
And a volta can be an empty purse
So, it’s a simple structure,...

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In Central Park the crowds were out,
New York in all its glory,
With bikers, walkers, picnickers – 
The same old weekend story.

The horses clip-clopped on the road,
With carriages of tourists
While singers sang with microphones
And bands without...

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Nobody wants a well, when there is sadness...
A few drops are enough, to bring on rain!
The world is full, of sorrow, and of madness!
Nobody needs the bottom of the drain...
The purists count emPHASis and sylLABles!
They...

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The Great Migration 

Millions of shoeless feet stomping across Europe 
an unstoppable horde of the rootless and hungry
humanity mostly from Africa.
the human wave is a tsunami no wall however
tall can withstand it and Europe will...

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My husband bought some ice cream – 
Rather costly, but on sale.
“Organic” said the label
So assumptions did prevail…

Perhaps it would be healthy
(Though we usually don’t care)
Or made of some ingredients
Imbuing it with flair.

Instead, it tasted...

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'THE WRITING ON THE WALL'       
      god hath numbered thy kingdom and brought it to an end... 


   porta-potties scattered around high...

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I simply can't help it, I just love to Rhyme
it may be passe, but it helps pass the time
Free verse is much cooler, of that there's no doubt
and a good Haiku's always worth talking about
Acrostic...

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