Long Shopkeepers Poems

A little girl approached her mother and said to her one day
"Santa Claus is not real, that's what all my friends say"
 Her tears began to well up and she started to cry
And said "Mommy,...

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Come, You
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Come, you--the last one I acknowledge; return--
incurable pain searing this physical mesh.
As I burned in the spirit once, so now I burn
with you; meanwhile, you consume...

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Liebes-Lied (“Love Song”)
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

How can I withhold my soul so that it doesn’t touch yours?
How can I lift mine gently to higher things, alone?
Oh, I would gladly find...

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This autumn morning with the birds waking up
and the leaves changing is Election Day. I meet
Jane Trichter on the downtown train and discuss
Henry's upset. Her skin is soft especially her cheeks
and she is intelligent and...

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In little towns the big events are locally presented,
and every family in the town is usually represented.
Shopkeepers shut their doors when a pioneer curls his toes,
and if someone’s up to mischief, then everybody knows.

Every sporting...

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Crazy Mick the Irishman, with trademark bike and overcoat,
wheeling his way back into town, classed as a tarnished silly goat.
His hair was long and curly; spoken words barely understood.
His manner gave impression he's up to...

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Lust's Sickness throws off the yoke, of cure? 
Defiant in-body, pleasures obscure.
A mask, of pride, a lost soul-in vogue capture, a hell-ride in the belly of a beastly whore. 
 
The salt crystal shines your...

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BELIZEAN BLEND

In the beginning it was the Yucatec, the Mopan and  Kekchi  as well
Who came from the steppes of Asia where nomads dwell
They fished and farmed milpas, in paradise; away from hell
Some building...

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If you go downtown early morning
You can see the shopkeepers setting
Old treasures on the sidewalk,
Writing their welcomes with chalk
On little standing blackboards,
Inviting you inside their stores.

Honeysuckle Antiques has its window
Filled with newfound things to show,
Local...

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My Grandfather's Grocer Shop

I was born in Liverpool - England and
I remember back to when I was a child
how I marvelled at the way things were done
in my Grandfather's Grocer shop. in the early 1950s.
I...

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Is Donald Trump a saint or a sinner? 

This question hangs
in bars and in corridors of power
This man, Trump, is habitually torn to shreds, by political editors representing the opposition, while some
people point out the...

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Although the Christmas tale rings true, 
For every child who feels slighted and destroyed, 
By religious insult, pretentious token or symbolic kiss, 
He shouldn’t only be wishing for Santa’s gifts deployed. 

But the Father Christmas...

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So relieved at the Christmas bells,
Which abound in stores and on cards,
That we hear on Christmas Eve,
From churches sounding for their services,
Reminding us that there's a story behind it. 

A bell can be rung to...

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unsuccessful humanness

The forest he traveled had many narrow paths, there was always something new to see, like the white tree that
once wanted to be the biggest to dominate the forest
but hubris had gotten it, and...

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An Indian Boy  II
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That another Indian boy, little boy,
Oh! In rags, unwashed, walking barefoot those roadside footpaths.
Call the Indian scientist sinners
And proud profane politicians
And show them the scene…
Is waiting silently outside the busy shops,...

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The Morning View from Snappy Shine
David J Walker
 
7 AM
and the doors
 
of Snappy Shine
Are open
 
The lights turned
on for the
 
Artists already at work in
Palettes of kiwi and spit
 
Lawyers and Bankers await
Their turn...

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My unusual physical appearance 
Was enhanced by a striking thinness, 
And enormous long-lashed blue eyes. 
Less charmingly, I was also the kind of 
Deliberately malicious little hooligan
Who'd remove some periodical 
From a neighbour's letter-box
And then...

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Rednecks 
Long time ago when a man called Goldwater was 
running for president, I was walking along a road 
just outside Mobile, Alabama. What I was doing 
there is long forgotten but I recall having...

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MIDNIGHT PEARL


It was well past midnight, the streets dark and bare
She appeared out of nowhere, just standing there

A full moon slithered across a cloudy sky
I was mesmerized by her without knowing why

Never had I seen...

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Tolerance!

From your mid-air balcony
While responding to greetings
Spread over on land below,
Drizzling on your wrist/
The waving star studded bracelets,
I don’t know why-
Reminded me
Those rough hands of juvenile kids
Picking their livelihood
Out of municipality’s dust-bins?

On wounded shoulders,
Those you...

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The Queen enjoyed her time being married to the King, 
Because she could always spend her day purchasing anything. 

The shopkeepers in the town would cheer whenever she came near, 
And if she’d neglected their...

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A  person shot dead,this how it unfolds
rioting and looting,electrcticals clothes and gold
Tottenham bore the first brunt,that came undone
and spread throughout the boroughs of London.

As i sit viewing the tabloids that brings
aireal shots fires destroying...

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The Ugly Little Man

The ugly little man, whose name is hard to say, 
pushes styro-cartons and discarded 
 cigarette butts with his useless broom 
  into the mindless gutter 
   where they...

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There once was a long vanished England;
Of well-spoken presenters 
Of the BBC Home Service,
Light Service, and Children’s Favourites, 
Of coppers and tanners, and ten bob notes; 
And jolly shopkeepers, and window cleaners.

I remember my cherished...

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