Long See which way the winds blow Poems

Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers I

I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his life by not taking dialysis …


Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation/interpretation...

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Observance
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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Native American Translations

Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own...

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Salat Days
by Michael R. Burch 

(dedicated to my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch Sr.)

I remember how my grandfather used to pick poke salat ...
though first, usually, he’d stretch back in the front porch swing,
dangling his long...

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LOVE POEMS V

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, about life, the dream of love, virtue, a first kiss, a first crush, the birth of a first relationship, the joy of a first love...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum and a thunderous beast
With playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide to dreams just out of reach
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles and Squeaks.
Moo! Quack! Giggles tumble and bump.
Flaps...

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I went out for the newspaper at the usual time this morning, shortly after 5AM, (yes, I'm one of the "odd few" who still enjoys the crisp feel of a morning paper in my hands),...

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Archaischer Torso Apollos ("Archaic Torso of Apollo")
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch 

We cannot know the beheaded god
nor his eyes' forfeited visions. But still
the figure's trunk glows with the strange vitality
of a...

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Looking At These Lovely Mountains God Made

This sight is free                         ...

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Such Wonders Are Breathtaking To Behold

(NOT FOR CONTEST THAT INSPIRED THIS POEM)

The morning dew on red rose does glisten
As early dawning sun beams brightly down
Such beauty, bees decorate that soft gown
As Nature's music plays, creatures...

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The Anatomy of a Kural: Maxim Number 245 (taken at random) of the Thirukkural, the Tamil Classic on Ethics by Thiruvalluvar 

allal arulaalvaarkku illai valivalangum

mallalmaa naalam kari (K245)

“The teeming earth's vast realm, round which the...

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There is strength within you
So, why are you so scared of the dark?
There is strength within you
But, you must stay resilient…don’t show your fear
For, they feed on it like blood entering in the nostrils of...

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I wander away into the wilderness of woe
I let the wistful winds blow 
The sun is all aglow
Glide into me, happiness from afar
Am I still your ever-glistening star?
I am still left with this unmerciful scar…

I...

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In the park, I’d been all day
Reading all my time away
On a park bench did I sit
Until the sky became twilit

As light for reading began to wane
I heard the tapping of a cane.
And looking up,...

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Subjection we be Crowned in Heaven and in Earth  for better or worse we toast to subjection Holy Ghost this our Story is told! And Subjection we must be to the will of ...

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I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

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Cast away all doubt and let happiness last
You keep sugarcoating our regrets
Our happiness never came to pass…I’m irritable – 
Was our love sublime or was it a crime? A crime?
I keep lying to myself that...

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Beware the wrath of the Northern Polar boogie man, 
The Anti-Clause, a legendary beast of nightmarish voracity,
From folklore mythology, a dark creature of demonic prowess,
Lurks in the hidden shadow realm, in a freezing forbidden zone,
Of...

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SAN FERNAQNDO VAMPYRE
There comed a blizzard blowing through
and then another, freezing, too!
In Central Park the wind did freeze
and brought the city to its knees;

and so thought I of going west
not thinking which airline's the best,
but...

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The mystical maid of the seasonal change, in summer darns a
Gown of evergreen, with rose petal blossoms of bows, and leaves
Ribbons woven intertwine through thorns and beauty.
In the rush the colder winds blow at natures...

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Drowning in the oppression of darkness, 
adrift in realms of the unseen and unheard,
her mind becomes blank and blind,
plummeting without sound.

Loved ones watch helplessly, unable to reach her,
banging against the walls of her sorrowful obscurity.
Her...

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Happy and the Rest 
 To Everyone.. Alpha and Omega frequency good news speaks in hertz nanoseconds one touch hands shake the mind body and soul soul time mate leaped in time whole being most...

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Time slips by as the wind whispers through the trees,
Waving hands fly like the movement of the breeze
And families pray for those they love, all because,
Time gave hope, time restored, welcome home;
Yet every blessing stems...

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