Long Seamus Poems
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Self Reflections
SELF REFLECTIONS
These are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections, impressions and self-reflection.
Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch
for anyone struggling with self-image
She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm ...
but she's grossly...
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Categories:
seamus, identity, image, imagery, metaphor, mirror, self, symbolism,
Form:
Rhyme
Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love
Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love
( “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.)
Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love
'neath a canopy...
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Categories:
seamus, death, deep, depression, heartbreak, loss, pain, sorrow,
Form:
Elegy
Children's Poems V
Children's Poems III
These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families.
Picturebook Princess
by Michael R. Burch
for Keira
We had a special visitor.
Our world became suddenly brighter.
She was...
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Categories:
seamus, child, childhood, children, mother, mother son, mothers
Form:
Rhyme
Kindness and Lament
Kindness and Lament
Money never to be found or spare
Funny how people just sit there and stare
Honey now you know this really isn’t fair
Sunny for those who genuinely care
Affection for those who are broken...
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Categories:
seamus, international,
Form:
Rhyme
Mary From Tipperary
Mary was from Tipperary
She was an Irish Coleen
She dreamt of wealth and riches
While keeping the house clean
She was a housemaid,
She worked for an old man
She despised her job
And life was not going to plan
Mary had...
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Categories:
seamus, 10th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Back Passage Billy
I'd chosen you as my flunky -
Your hair - Neanderthal red,
You'd hurry towards my shrill calling,
De-cloth me and roll me to bed.
'Textured', you woo-ed, 'mild and creamy',
Said I'd never last long on the shelf,
I blushed,...
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Categories:
seamus, abuse, age, courage, daughter, marriage, riddle, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
A Pathetic Farewell
It was a winter evening, the sun had to go early.
I could hear the cry of our dear cat, his sunken eyes wished
to tell a pathetic story, steps tattered and wished to
say-''I am too exhausted...
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Categories:
seamus, death, dedication, sad,
Form:
Free verse
An Ode To Potter
Who is this boy?
Harry Potter.
He is a teen wizard,
From the school Hogwarts.
Harry has two best mates,
Ron and Hermione, each other they hate.
Ron is a wizard, Hermione a muggle-witch.
Its up to Harry,
To keep their friendship,
Smooth without...
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Categories:
seamus, adventure, fantasy, friendship
Form:
Ode
My Economic Woes Doze .
The Soup kitchen's queue are in line .
The economy , banjaxed and dyin' .
When Lehmans went bust
The bankers just cussed
So now , " Buddy who can spare a dime " ?.
I called up my banker...
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Categories:
seamus, funny
Form:
Limerick
The Crowning Glory
He keeps himself confined,
to bluster now, and remonstrate
the struggle being more than he can bear.
Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from
the sweat of his own making to a glimpse
of the immortal, just a glimpse, but not
the...
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Categories:
seamus, art,
Form:
Verse
For Life and Death of a Poet
Poets
in literal meaning
are not responsive
to normative rules of dying
moreover
just like the Saints
they do not fit into a
written conventions
of the existence
of the survival
at all costs
at the cost of their own greatness
they rather resemble
orphaned fortresses
which has to...
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Categories:
seamus, death, dedication, poets,
Form:
Epitaph
The Crowning Glory
He keeps himself confined,
to bluster now, and remonstrate
the struggle being more than he can bear.
Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from
the sweat of his own making to a glimpse
of the immortal, just a glimpse, but not
the...
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Categories:
seamus, writing,
Form:
Verse
The Crowning Glory!
...inspired by 'An Artist' by Seamus Heaney
He keeps himself confined,
to bluster now, and remonstrate
the struggle being more than he can bear.
Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from
the sweat of his own making to a glimpse
of the...
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Categories:
seamus, inspirational
Form:
Verse
The Crowning Glory
...inspired by 'An Artist' by Seamus Heaney
He keeps himself confined,
to bluster now, and remonstrate
the struggle being more than he can bear.
Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from
the sweat of his own making to a glimpse
of the...
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Categories:
seamus, tribute, writing,
Form:
Verse
The Crowning Glory
...inspired by 'An Artist' by Seamus Heaney
He keeps himself confined,
to bluster now, and remonstrate
the struggle being more than he can bear.
Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from
the sweat of his own making to a glimpse
of the...
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Categories:
seamus, on writing and words,
Form:
Verse
Boys and Men
On the first day of a year long ago
We walked the path to the glazing wood
Peter, Michael, Seamus and me
We cut hazel wands to swing
Severing the tops from offending fern and brier
Some spark of...
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Categories:
seamus, childhoodday, boy,
Form:
Free verse
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped, until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy, floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped, until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy, floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, on writing and words
Form:
Quatrain
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped, until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy, floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, sad
Form:
Quatrain
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped, until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy, floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, tribute, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
From Dark To Black
...inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney
From dark to black they staggered,
felt for familiar surfaces,
they groped, until the lantern flickered,
faint glow resurrecting shadows.
Cold and flaggy, floors uneven,
up and down they skittered
like two drunkards on a binge,
finding...
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Categories:
seamus, on writing and words, dark, dark,
Form:
Quatrain
All Aboard!
...inspired by 'The Railway Children' by Seamus Heaney
Memories as sharp as diamonds,
keen as knives, the smell of
train smoke burns my nostrils still.
Chilly mornings, misty, magic,
gleaming rails so full of promise,
lumbering Leviathans,
wheezing, roaring, bound for Scotland
or...
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Categories:
seamus, childhood
Form:
Verse
All Aboard
...inspired by 'The Railway Children' by Seamus Heaney
Memories as sharp as diamonds,
keen as knives, the smell of
train smoke burns my nostrils still.
Chilly mornings, misty, magic,
gleaming rails so full of promise,
lumbering Leviathans,
wheezing, roaring, bound for Scotland
or...
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Categories:
seamus, adventure, children,
Form:
Verse
The Leprechaun Trap
The leprechaun trap wasn’t empty;
A toy leprechaun nestled inside
With a nice thank you note
That the leprechaun wrote,
So my granddaughter took it in stride.
If she’d caught one, she wanted some wishes,
Like a carousel built in her...
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Categories:
seamus, granddaughter, imagination,
Form:
Rhyme