Long Rustle Poems
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Short Stuff: EpigramsEpigrams by Michael R. Burch
Negligibles
by Michael R. Burch
Show me your most intimate items of apparel:
begin with the hem of your quicksilver slip ...
Negotiables
by Michael R. Burch
Love should be more than the sum of its...
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Categories:
rustle, body, clothes, death, eulogy, introspection, love, obituary,
Form:
Epigram
Epitaph For a Palestinian ChildEpitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch
I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.
This poem has also been titled "Epitaph for a Child of...
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Categories:
rustle, absence, bereavement, conflict, death, discrimination, eulogy, funeral,
Form:
Epitaph
RipR.I.P.
by Michael R. Burch
When I am lain to rest
and my soul is no longer intact,
but dissolving, like a sunset
diminishing to the west...
and when at last
before His throne my past
is put to test
and the demons...
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Categories:
rustle, death, dream, funeral, grave, judgement, sleep, sunset,
Form:
Verse
Whats Behind the CurtainI used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains.
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....
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Categories:
rustle, anxiety, dark, dream, imagery, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
BehindI used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains.
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....
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Categories:
rustle, anxiety, depression, emo, suicide,
Form:
Blank verse
ObservanceObservance
by Michael R. Burch
Here the hills are old and rolling
carefully in their old age;
on the horizon youthful mountains
bathe themselves in windblown fountains...
By dying leaves and falling raindrops,
I have traced time's starts and stops,
and I have...
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Categories:
rustle, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, seasons, time,
Form:
Sonnet
CleansingsCleansings
by Michael R. Burch
Walk here among the walking specters. Learn
inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave
to bone this tightly if their hearts believe
that God is good, and never mind the Urn.
A lentil and a bean might...
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Categories:
rustle, holocaust, prison, race, racism, violence, world war
Form:
Verse
Juvenilia: Early Poems IvJuvenilia: Early Poems IV
I wrote this around age 17.
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good
half the Bible
is libel.
I read the Bible from cover to cover at age eleven, ten chapters per day, at the suggestion...
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Categories:
rustle, poems, poetry, poets, teen, write, writing, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
My Most Popular Poems On the Internet IMy most popular poems on the Internet (I)
A number of my poems and translations have gone viral, according to Google, and some have been copied onto hundreds to thousands of web pages. That’s a lot...
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Categories:
rustle, internet, poems, poetry, poets, social, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Free Verse IiiSalve
by Michael R. Burch
for the victims and survivors of 9-11
The world is unsalvageable ...
but as we lie here
in bed
stricken to the heart by love
despite war’s
flickering images,
sometimes we still touch,
laughing, amazed,
that our flesh
does not despair
of love
as...
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Categories:
rustle, body, desire, kiss, love, together, war, world,
Form:
Free verse
The Old Dark HouseThe Old Dark House
This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All...
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Categories:
rustle, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
- the Old Dark House -This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...
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Categories:
rustle, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Finally Saved Part 1 - Translation From Rabindranath TagoreThis is a translation from a Poem (Title - Niskriti) by Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel-Laureate philosopher poet (1861 - 1941) from India. The story successfully depicts the status of women in a patriarchal society of nineteenth...
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Categories:
rustle, father daughter, love, marriage, women,
Form:
Free verse
Early Poems IJuvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch
Smoke
by Michael R. Burch
The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within (the din was in)...
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Categories:
rustle, kid, poetry, poets, teen, write, writing, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
The Old Dark HouseThis tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...
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Categories:
rustle, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Blitzkrieg : a Kookaburra Laughs
“Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and...
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Categories:
rustle, dark, destiny, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Prose PoemsProse Poems
Something
by Michael R. Burch
Something inescapable is lost?lost like a pale vapor curling up into shafts of moonlight, vanishing in a gust of wind toward an expanse of stars immeasurable and void. Something uncapturable is...
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Categories:
rustle, animal, child, childhood, children, magic, rose, science,
Form:
Prose
World War Ii Poems and Holocaust Poems - IWorld War II Poems and Holocaust Poems (I)
These are poems about World War II and the Holocaust, which is also called the Shoah in Hebrew.
Epitaph for a Child of the Holocaust
by Michael R. Burch
I...
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Categories:
rustle, evil, holocaust, racism, truth, war, world, world
Form:
Rhyme
Sandy Hook Poems 1Sandy Hook Call to Love
by Michael R. Burch
Our hearts are broken today
for our children's small bodies lie broken;
let us gather them up, as we may,
that the truth of our Love may be spoken;
then, when...
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Categories:
rustle, children, school, student, usa, violence, war, youth,
Form:
Verse
A Day In School, Thru Autistic Eyesalarm goes off*
I sit straight up startled and scared
Just my alarm, I hit the button
Get up and go to the bathroom
I brush my teeth with my toothbrush
Scratchy, painful bristles
Toothpaste that makes me sick
With the strong...
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Categories:
rustle, child, childhood, emotions, feelings, loneliness, pain, perspective,
Form:
Narrative
Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 73This became their routine for the next four days, until on the fourth night they were looking for a clearing in which to ground the deer, when the marker became so bright in front of...
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Categories:
rustle, christmas, fairy,
Form:
Epic
Halloween Poems IiiNo 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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Categories:
rustle, angel, dark, eve, evil, fear, gothic, horror,
Form:
Rhyme
Barking Up the Wrong Tree
“Barking Up the Wrong Tree”
ghost gums
shed their bark
the min-min
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to
imprint and write
thoughts, like the
ripening welts of
green ants
small bites sting
subcutaneous and
meridional,
terra...
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Categories:
rustle, morning, muse, nature, night,
Form:
Free verse
Secret Love - 2nd Place Contest WinIf you spill your secrets to the breeze,
Don't blame the wind for laying them to light.
Once said, words are disclosed, even to trees.
And claim peace in the leaves that rustle and fight.
Whispered tales of a...
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Categories:
rustle, analogy, appreciation, beauty, love,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
Gnarled ShadowsThrough shadowed trails, beneath the moon’s cold stare,
Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace in my gut,
No slumber dreamt;...
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Categories:
rustle, conflict, dark, emotions, gothic, horror, pain, psychological,
Form:
Narrative