Long Ringlets Poems

Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image of God;
may the reflections she sees in those curious mirrors
always...

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Chinese Poets: English Translations

These are modern English translations of poems by some of the greatest Chinese poets of all time, including Du Fu, Huang O, Li Bai, Li Ching-jau, Li Qingzhao, Po Chu-I, Tzu Yeh,...

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As I hover over the darkened room, I wonder how I have gotten here. Did I die, was I 
dead? That was the only explanation I could think of for my disembodiedment. But 
concentration was...

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She was a dairymaid, oh so sweet;
many a year ago.
Her figure was trim, her hair was neat,
with ringlets tied up in a bow.
And many a farmer would leave his plough,
the turkeys and chickens, and even...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see
dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace,
she shone like the midnight sun;
I must confess, she looked rather whimsical
sitting there by...

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Children's Poems VII

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



Sailing to My Grandfather, for George Hurt
by Michael R. Burch

This distance between us
—this vast sea
of...

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If I am Syrian, what of it?
Stranger, we all dwell in one world, not its portals.
The same original Chaos gave birth to all mortals.
—Meleager translation by Michael R. Burch

Love, how can I call on you;
does...

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Stranger ; the slight neglect 
of conversation has passed 
	as Tempest. 
& the Desert is silent , and pure 
For nothing thou will find but bones and dust.
	Nor will a Lover be 
	by Reason then,...

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Mighty mountain peaks high
	in dark clouds are cloaked
lights flash within them
	distant rumblings are heard

and I stand in valley low
	in the calm of spring day
gentle light on me softly falls
	a soft kiss of coming warmth

and my...

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DAUGHTERS

Opposites presented by Goddess
in talons of Eagle
         on wings of Dove
Equally loved

A torrent from a fierce black cloud
  yang frothing waves in a storm
  ...

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Dawn, when silence falters
And the trees of the range- 
Are tucked in a bucket of fog
Marching dawn, whose beauty never alters,
I tuck myself in blankets like a log
At the Treetops Hotel upon the range
Dainty dreams...

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Dawn, when silence falters
And the trees of the range- 
Are tucked in a bucket of fog
Marching dawn whose beauty never alters.
I tuck myself in blankets like a log
At the Treetops Hotel upon the range
Dainty dreams upon...

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The boy was aged about eighteen,
Pale and pensive, 
Weary and frail in appearance. 
He could have been 
Goethe's Werther, 
Senancour's Obermann 
Or Chateaubriand's melancholy hero, 
Embraced by a generation, 
And about whom Sainte-Beuve said:
"Rene, c'est...

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Like glass catching light
scatter across the sky 
each shard a silver of history
a world once whole
now dispersed into the quiet 
between afterthoughts											

Time drips at its edge
splattering of seconds
glistening like rain on cobblestones 
reflecting what I...

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Find peace, 6 feet under 
Harsh wind tears the skin off of her soiled fingers
She's set fire to every bridge she built 
And inhales the smoke that lingers 
She's stroked Dawn's crimson ringlets 
And grasped...

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A bird that dips and wavers
Over lone waters round,
Then with a cry that quavers
Is gone—a spectral sound.
— Cale Young Rice

Sopping wet, the organ floats,
flounders in one of several boats,

severed from the blue-green sea,
nevermore to scurry...

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Opening the door of my room, rushing towards 
me the scent of luring perfume, lowering my 
eyes lazy and tickles my lungs, adding pep to
my step,heart beats run fast, at the sight of 
cheetah prints...

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She once was Daddy's precious little girl 
with golden hair in ringlets and tight curls. 
With a pretty new dress and bright shiny shoes 
but now she is battered, bleeding and bruised! 

Her childhood; now...

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Through the blue and frosty heavens 
Far-off stars were shining bright; 
Glistening lamps throughout the City 
Almost matched their gleaming light; 
While the winter snow as lying, 
And the winter winds were sighing, 
Long ago,...

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RAPUNZELS' DOUBLE LIFE - ONCE UPON A TIME

Not so long ago
A housewife named Rapunzel
Lived in a modest bungalow
A white picket fence contained it
Flowers filled beautiful garden beds
A swinging seat Rapunzel would sit
Golden ringlets tied upon...

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THE LUNAR GODDESS

In the darkness of the lunar eclipse, a figure shimmers in brilliance,
The moon gypsy sparkles to the shinning on high, dancing in rhythm with
Motions moonbeams, that flicker in the elegance on the waters...

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Opening the closet of narra doors, I sweep through
organza skirts and  gemmed ringlets; my hair
ruffling aimlessly upon scalloped kerchiefs
smelling decade - old hyacinth, Mom’s favorite
ambrosia: she would  lift her anklets
in tiptoed hums, ”night...

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dark skin closes over my eyes
ringlets darker than wet curls
stay open, i plead with them
my wrists rest on the keyboard
red and sore, covered by lace black gloves
my feet tap the bed, skin brushing against the...

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I knew of a beautiful angel; Kayla Lynn was her name
A precious gift from heaven; irreplaceable she became
Silky blonde hair in ringlets; eyes as blue as an oceans view
Kayla embraced life as always; while others...

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