Long Siberian Poems

Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her and extend this sacred...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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“Strange Ways, Here We Come”




the devil’s advocate
came waltzing 
through my doors

“I had no choice”
the supercilious harbinger said,
“to intervene, to parlay away

something 
not 
mine

now 
you're 
doing time 

not the criminal recidivist
nor usurping interloper
and their profound lies

every...

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Mine courtship and marriage with deadly obsession...

As September daze will soon arrive
recollections from a 
psychologically checkered  past
loom large recalling  
tragic storied days of mein kampf.

Circa early nineteen seventies:
As a mere slip of a...

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The date of the celebration
(the second day of February) coincides
with medieval feast of Candlemas,
and its pre-Christian predecessor,
Imbolc, a day also rich in folklore.

An old Scottish prophecy foretells
sunny weather on Candlemas
means a long winter.

The tradition is...

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Alaska; the wilderness state, the last frontier:
Where majestic mountains,
Deliver streams into flowing rivers:
Down slopes covered in forests
Of Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock,
That dominates the landscape.
The name Alaska originates
From the Aleut word ‘Aleyska,’
Meaning the ‘mainland’ or...

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Mine courtship with deadly obsession(s)
still indelibly scored within 
windmills of my mind
this July 22nd, 2020.

Imagine yours truly post pubescence
(no matter ye never met me)
all that life in front of me
argh... precious time squandered
abustle with rattle...

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I went around the boarder of Canada and London
I found groups of dogs like they were my own

I’ll start with my mother’s pet at home
No other than Jumbo, the finest of all, now alone

Jumbo was...

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Unquotable quotes: The How of Democratic Kill – XXXIX, Part One

Born in 1868, Alexei Maximovich PESHKOV, better known as MAXIM GORKY and hailed as the chief proponent of Soviet literature, the veritable champion of the...

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The Rottweiler

I wouldn’t provoke a Rottweiler
Not unless I were prepped like a miler
Seems a little inbreeding
Done without heeding
Has turned Benji into a Sieg Heiler

The Saint Bernard

Though not in his nature to beg
He would flip for...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette.
Say Darling Edward, say, Golubushka, make me...

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It was a glorious day in 1943,
The kind of day you wish to hug your children carefree.
The frozen Polish Winter winds were almost dying,
The golden promise of Summer made everything sing,

It was very sunny on...

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("" In order for the light to shine so brightly,
 the darkness must be present""  -Francis Bacon)

Crossing That Siberian Desert Of Lost Souls

No joy, no peace, on that darken horrendous stroll
crossing that Siberian desert...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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Groundhog day 2021 - Tuesday, February 2nd

Coincides with astronomy's cross-quarter day,
marking the midpoint between
winter solstice and spring equinox,
which will occur at 5:37 AM on
in Northern Hemisphere
Saturday, March 20.

Small consolation old man winter
spans fewest days
of all...

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I sat with a friend,
discussing overpopulation,
"the worlds not overpopulated"
he stated

"Look around you,
there is still, a lot more land,
there are still places, 
with very few people"

Granted that's true,
there are still places with few people
yet the fish...

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Red power mode
White digital
Blue logo

My, oh my ...
sweet apple pie!
Patriotic American cheese is turning sour Kraut commie
Democracy is Wisconsin curdling ... penicillin shot
needed between the ailing ballot box,
sho’ ain’t Louisiana Purchase forthcoming

Lady Liberty is bowing...

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Sitting in the meadow green grass shimmering in the Sunlight
                     Jade green eyes Sparkle in...

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I established a rapport 
with the Sacred Cow
and it stepped all over my toes
the oil of anointment in my crankcase
I was limping worthy of an asterisk
an army of monks couldn't keep me pure
laughing all the...

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Second Quiz with even broader hints for blind poets

The Princess Anna stood
   arms half-akimbo
   at the scrawny edge of the receding bank
her Polonaise pollarded down
   to her exposed tarsus...

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Journey To A Sceptred Isle - 

Mysterious land's of lavish greenery 
Breathtaking view's. Indescribably scenery. 
The land and irrigated pastures, ever so fertile 
In the midst of the Atlantic, a floating pearl, a magnificent isle....

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A missive postkard from Russia to Amerika:

Deer Amerikan elekted leaders:
Yuri headlight Magnitsky bad policy,
of swift monetary attrition Ru$$ian decision, 
have sanktion krashed our ekonomy

Das black ice spangled action
send our oligarchy Soviet markets
ruble roulette spinning

Such rogue...

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"True, I talk of dreams and things to be
That bemete nothing but vain fantasy
Because they lie in the child of an idled man
And yet you choose not to understand."

In all my pain and distress
Broken hearted...

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When asked about my personal extreme
Fantasy,
Nothing can hold me back,
When I think of what I’d like to be,
I know for sure creativity will not lack

An average work rate of £1,000,000 an hour
I don’t mean to...

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War is Obsolete
by Michael R. Burch

Trump’s war is on children and their mothers.
"An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind." ? Gandhi

War is obsolete;
even the strange machinery of dread
weeps for the child in...

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