Long Rip off Poems

She stood with her back turned to me
Leaning slightly towards where the light tapered off into darkness
Her faced buried deep inside her cupped hands 
Her own shadow towered over her seemingly at odds with her...

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My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery,
Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real.
I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes,
Their innocence smashed, face down on the concrete...

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"The Call of the Grimoire" 


when Exalibur was retrieved 

from the rock, then foolishly 
and irretrievably lost 
in that dreadful battle most worthless

the imps encouraged 
the once good Poesie folk 
to jeer and throw pebbles

the...

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This isn't the way we should walk into this
And my SOS signal didn’t seem to bring God into it
Just like shaking people's hands doesn't gift us world peace 
And speaking of shaking hands,
You're in a...

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My youth minister once told me that seventeen was too young to have felt the pain that I'd felt. She told me that seventeen was too young to be so corrupted, so scarred. According to...

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I'm willing to bet you've never accepted the idea that pain can be enjoyed. Perhaps you've mildly entertained the notion, but never truly grasped it's fundamentals.  Well my dear reader,  we have much to discuss. ...

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The stench of power

  There’s a common smell of bull*****been spreading through this land 
Blair and Brown once had the power to spend spend spend out of hand
The banks...

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Filthy and foul I found you, 
garnished in grime, 
drenched in dust,
polluted in your own putrid blood,
orphaned, alone, helpless.
Pity overtook me to love, 
to cleanse you of your stench, 
to let you live.

As you came...

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I have invented a nonce nonsense form: the "dabble dactyl." A dabble dactyl starts out like a double dactyl, but forgets the rules and changes horses midstream. Anyone who prefers order to chaos should give...

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Every four years they come a courting us, wearing their fine woven suits with their Ivy 
League education, some are even lawyers or so called successful business men…they claim 
they have the answers to our...

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Love has its bronze.

I responded with: "What do you mean? Lukas, talk with me!"
He turned around and said: "Time is getting near, but, it's nothing worth to give your all."
His tears suddenly fled. "What's that?...

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Various Heresies 8

These are heretical poems with heresies about the bible, god, jesus christ and christianity.


Red State Religion Rejection Slip
by Michael R. Burch

I’d like to believe in your LORD
but I really can’t risk it
when his...

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These are my modern English translations/interpretations of ancient Greek poems by the immortal Sappho of Lesbos…

With my two small arms, how can I
think to encircle the sky?
—Sappho, fragment 35, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Mother,...

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Love has it's bronze.

I resonded with: ,,what do you mean?? Lukas talk with me!!", he turned around and said: ,, Time is getting near, but, It's nothing worth to give your all", his tears suddenly...

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You saunter through the double doors
Head held high
Chest puffed out
Putting on airs
You think you’re so clever, so deceiving
Showing up baring the most ornate mask
But I see right through
The mask that you wear tonight
You think it...

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She wore pineapple rings for glasses
and walked like jelly dances
I didn't rate her chances
She used to wee standing up
she cooked lemon a'la duck
won the lottery, grumbled what bad luck
like a surgical nip, without the tuck.
She'd...

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Sappho Translations I

Sappho, fragment 132 (Lobel-Page 132)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

1.
I have a delightful daughter
fairer than the fairest flowers, Cleis,
whom I cherish more than all Lydia and lovely Lesbos.

2.
I have a lovely daughter
with a...

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9/20/16

I am Caroline Foster.
I am fifteen-years-old.
I am shortish.
I am rather thin.
I am intelligent I guess.
I am oblivious.
I am weird.
I am childish.
I am different and not in a good way.

I am the girl who sits in...

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uniting farcical flocks all over the world,
gregarious garments, talismans & 
little good luck charms required by religions
to ward off “evil spirits,” to separate man
from “god,” or to just protect the fuzzy sheep
from the rest of...

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If my lifevest were a donut that floated, I could float and eat happily for a week.

I was alone amid the choppy sea, baking under a watchful hot sun - 
Near me were scary fins;...

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A dream for many a watch for some  
The Olympic journey, Here it comes!!  
It was in Paris, few days ago  
It rushed a shiver from the head to the toe. ...

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The alleyways within the maze are paved with rats and mice.

Evangelists with moneyed fists collect the sacrifice

from losers scorned and rubes reborn, and promise paradise,

while in the back they cook some crack, inhale, and roll...

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I might raise both of my eyebrows.
Even though I just walked away after comments others make.
We crash on each other yet again, 
I mean, since when have we not?
But asking, if something is going on...

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Fellow African-Americans Please Don't Get Offended...This Is Purely Fictional

...Sitting comfortably in the shade, I'm trying to relax
Muscles aching from whipping 20 blacks on their backs
Teach them White Power
For the last 2 hours
Had to get some...

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I can hear grandma’s voice now, 
“she’s such a beautiful little girl…”

What was it about me that gave him attraction?
Only a sick old man could find sexual satisfaction-
Six years old was I when my innocence...

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