Long Riptides Poems

Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers...

with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise
alive and well seeking gullible guys
(once upon a time just like me),
who experiences close encounters
of masterly baited entrapment
on Facebook Messenger
and most likely...

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Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer

Eden
by Michael R. Burch

Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden.
Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs.
What, then, would the children eat?
Fruit indecently sweet,
redolent as incense, with a tempting aroma...



Outcasts
by...

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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...



The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand
by Michael R. Burch

“Dust to dust ...”

I stumbled, aghast,
into a valley of dust and bone
where all men become,
at last, the same color...

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No One
by Michael R. Burch

No One hears the bells tonight;
they tell him something isn’t right.
But No One is not one to rush;
he lies in grasses greenly lush
as far away a startled thrush
flees from horned owls...

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Hope and…a father is could be 

Against all odds and expectations
so many rules and norms and
clever theories society’s demands
cultures and conventions there is
no magic wand no miracle solution

I throw you high up in the air
and...

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In inspirations meadow, the soul roams freely through imaginations
Timeless thoughts, here I’m a boundless spirit soaring in flights fantasy.
Kicking the stardust from the night’s eternal sky, a solar kindred
Dreaming the endless dream of freedom’s spiritualism...

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Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So I took a crystal glance, into an oblong box....

Actually I...

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Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So I took a crystal glance, into an oblong box....

Actually I...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...

Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...

At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin...

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(or)  Those Summer Days With Danny

Those Sun-Filled Days With Danny
Where We Walked Along The Shore
Beside Star-Fish Strewn On The Beach
Tossed Above The Ocean's Floor ...

Where Danny Surfed The Waves
and Raced The Crested Curls
& Showed...

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Moonstruck

Many moons and seasons ago my five children
inquired where I was heading to on my journey

I replied ‘to the moon’ and to how to get there
‘with a ladder’ to astonished faithful suspense

Turned downsize up and...

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I've listened to it's calling, in awes amazement
Felt the rush of the waves between my bare feet,
Allowing the bubbles of sea form to explode,
As I spread my toes digging them deeply,
 Within the beaches warm...

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From beneath foam and spray, where the
Sun light never penetrates, in fathom's chilly forbidden
Realm lies a kingdom of golden coral reefs.
Poseidon’s children of the murky depths dwell, in liberation's
Untamed wilderness of the unknown.
Mermaids and mermen...

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'The storms are raging on the rollin' sea, and on the highway of regret'


It was surfers' paradise weather but he had only captured a dinghy

Made from lost dreams and drift wood collected in seasons of...

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Eyes dry, I look out at THEM. They crawl in the dirt with a trail of tears shedding like a
long haired dog's coat in the summer time.
Anger build up inside of me as I watch...

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Rubbing boys shoulders with sunburn oil. The sun smiles at the pain, the brush of fingers against raw flesh. But like a war wound, those boys be proud. Offer them a salve and they scoff,...

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at the cusp between 
slumber and wakefulness 
I reach a subconscious of wonder

it seems that my house was built
too close to the ocean
foundations and perimeter walls
supported by reason and books
now washed away by the water
each...

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Five words on infinity and beyond

Dancing with life the jester wise fool majestic clown
plays tricks illusions wisdom at the court of living madness
dissolves uncertainty’s conclusions spins and cycles
on fines lines suspended from seeming polar opposites
complements...

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Skipping stones across the still quite waters 

While as enclosed within these submerged thoughts....

Pondering this blanket of fogful mist alongst the path, have I tread and beared

As in time as in life as of recent...

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it was the day of her birth
when she stood at the Styx
naked but with all bags packed
with immanent sadness and joy
too young for being ambiguous
she let out a scream and let down
a reflex for simply...

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Loved lovers

You have had others nail
their coffin’s closure's stench
into your heart mind and soul

Stitched up and wanting
to find what seemed lost
for eternities you emerged
to find a pink blossom
a scent of a possible future

My walls had...

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Memories shift through generations; pictures yellow, fray across the currents of time, worn and torn. Hushed stories talk about a life taken away too early, bone fragments in the mud, saltwater graves and grappling vines...

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Genuine Apologia Bequeathed...
Kickstarting Expungement Father Incurred

Within a sea futility aye wallow
riptides exemplifies sorrows
drowning me into undertow
bitter aftertaste hogties ability
to make headway, and shuck off tow

warring internal strife at this stage
of my life mein kampf,
a failed...

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sea-urchins in rock pools –  
the flesh, a delicacy – 
sparkle – 
protected from the ocean
where anemones proliferate – 
by a mist-glistening  
heart shaped rock:
the keeper of my secrets – 

a cache of...

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Dredged from the depths of a shaken Sennen seashell
she hears once more his voice, low, sonorous tones, sees the bones

of her past laid out, splayed out, another story
playing out, can feel it in her bones,

his...

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