Long Rubaiyat Poems

State of the Art (III)

These are my "ars poetica" poems: the ones about the art and craft of writing poetry in a modern world that doesn't always recognize the artists or their work. 



Come Down
by...

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Poems about Poems IV

The Toast
by Michael R. Burch

For longings warmed by tepid suns
(brief lusts that animated clay),
for passions wilted at the bud
and skies grown desolate and gray,
for stars that fell from tinseled heights
and mountains bleak...

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ACCORDING TO THE ATTORNEY GENERAL OFFICE AFTER RECIEVING THREATS OF A SEVERE DATA BREACH ON TAMPA GENERAL HOSPITAL FLORIDA HOSPITAL SYSTEM ADVENT HOSPITAL SYSTEM THAT MY PERSONAL INFORMATION WAS INVOLVED IN A DATA BREACH BY...

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AFTER GIVING BIRTH TO 8 CHILDREN 
ACTUALLY DELIVERING MY GRAND SON 
IN TAMPA GENERAL HOSPITAL WOW WHAT 
A BLESSING ONE THING FORSURE VISITING 
HOURS AND NOT TO MENTION ALWAYS ONLY 
TWO FAMILY MEMBERS EVER ALLOWED...

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1. The Welkin
Wind blows / clouds race / vast blue sky
Breeze tugs / trees sway / great green hills
Sun scourged / sand glares / small white beach
Skip stones / thoughts nag / mind fug stills

2....

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Poems about Poets VI

beMused
Michael R Burch

Perhaps at three
you'll come to tea,
to have a cuppa here?

You'll just stop in
to sip dry gin?
I only have a beer.

To name the greats:
Pope, Dryden, mates?
The whole world knows their names.

Discuss...

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Antinatalist Poems

Habeas Corpus
by Michael R. Burch 

I have the results of your DNA analysis.
If you want to have children, this may induce paralysis.
I wish I had good news, but how can I lie?
Any offspring you...

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Grow old along with me:
The best is yet to be!

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See! Ben Ezra stares Rubaiyat in the eye,
	In a debate so hot and ever fresh;
Their porters seem in the semels to lie!
	Are they also gone or...

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Henry Morgan was an admiral of the Royal Navy
In his time, commissioned, but most found him crazy
Such that the Spanish called him a pirate rebellious
Whilst he considered himself with the truth not hazy

He took Campeche...

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Listen and you can hear the wind whisper 
the name of a lost ship and its skipper.
The wind’s name is Favonius, winged god
His sotto voce is but a whimper.

Gentle breeze doth tell of China Clipper...

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Why Do I Write?

I was born in an era when Shakespeare, Shelley and Wordsworth were kings.  Reading them was like hearing beautiful music and after all these years…it still is. Then I fell in...

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o seeker read these words and weep
for thy soul so still asleep
as yet unawakened to
this world of love divine and deep

o seeker hear these words and sigh
thy soul and god are ever nigh
divided by the...

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tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan,
unending trail of life from dusk to dawn!
pass skeletons in sand from days of yore,
sand has blown over, past footprints are gone

man with limp walks to meet destiny’s...

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Behold Beatrice, Pitcairn
the paradise sunsets lie in Tahiti
sunrise, the folly of Easter
islands, sanitoriums, deluded, denuded
limbos and purgatories, the never evermore
Polynesian metaphors transmigrate my mind
O to graze with the deer, dear
the tree never falls silently
lizards scatter,...

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Poetry that inspires 


In fleeting time, a moment we possess,
to turn our dreams into pure happiness;
The sun may rise and set a thousand ways,
but now's the hour to bloom, to truly bless.
—-
A spark within, a...

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Form: Alliteration
A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de...

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I'm proud to be a Persian, there's no doubt
Though some may look at me with veiled disdain
To honored heritage I give a shout
And here I bare my love in words so plain

When Cyrus captured Babylon's...

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The - Rubaiyat of  “ Lenore “ LOVE

In a distant time  of memories, swimming in a deep blue sea
Floating with the clouds above , disguised as azure tapestry
Forest eyes, gleaming in the evergreens,...

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“Tamam Shud”



Handsome comes
as handsome goes

forgotten
not missed

lies waiting 
intestate 

a code
undeciphered 

Mystery in the end - 
far more interesting 

answers calling
something whispers:

"Death -
open gate ...

Come in"

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)




"Spin Spin Sugar" / Sneaker Pimps
https://youtu.be/uGPdpWbg5bU




"Police found a book...

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Innate urge to ink soul’s emote,
requires we agree to free float
in a void where thoughts don’t exist
and yet what truth is, we can quote.

Stillness a tale, with a strange twist,
speaking of how we’re by God...

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Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. George MacDonald
 
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In a world where decay is dominant,
Arctic tundra is melting, and...

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AMBER DAWNS APPEAL
 
                    A wish, a dream, from birth til death,
    ...

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Our guns were pregnant with bullet
Bullet pregnant with desire to eat bush meat
Our hunting dogs roamed up and down
Pregnant with desire to eat bush meat

We went as a group we were three and a half
Three...

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You sit alone on the shore
        And play with the sand
My heart swells at your sight, 
        I long to take...

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you want to know a secret
when I write a poem and it's perfect
i dont share it
i bury it 
deep inside of me 
where no one else can see
i mean its perfect
not like this shift 
it's...

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