Long Sibilant Poems

Once,
or twice, 
maybe thrice,
surely not
not fractal

A clan of crazy ecofeminists
conspired within an 88 unit residential castle
in their historically converted 
sometimes hysterically clueless condo
colonial-red predative brick 
badly bald aging building

With a sometimes soggy south walled school,
but...

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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...






Beast 666
by Michael R. Burch

“... what rough beast ... slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”?W. B. Yeats

Brutality is a cross
wooden, blood-stained,
gas hissing, sibilant,
lungs gilled, deveined,
red flecks on a...

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Various Heresies 2

You
by Michael R. Burch

For thirty years You have not spoken to me;
I heard the dull hollow echo of silence
as though strange communion between us.

For thirty years You would not open to me;
You remained...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise, a chorus harmonizing, 
...In this vast, of an eternal fold.

I am...

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Can you make any sense of
systemic racism?

No more common sense than
too much patriarchalism--
all leftbrain dominant things
oppressing sacred Earth's
polycultural win/win systems
promoting resiliently wealthy
resonant synergetic health

Care given
as received
in fruitful wombs,
like apple cores in transition
from refuse
toward rebirth

May be...

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Written: April 27, 2024

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 Seraphic, sibilant wisdom,
    a grace-gorged vista,
...

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A light mist of ethereous rain falls 
silent on his thin, sharp-angled
face. He lengthens his stride and 
leans toward the wind. He walks 
through plundered poverty; crumbled
by the weight of exodus. Abandoned
to the blood-rough nails...

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Mother would patschke
early that day in the kitchen,
and recruit any guest, who
blindly ambled thru front door
suddenly trapped unwittingly
squarely (triangulated) into kitchen
forcibly impressed to help

set up buffet tables
and/or given carte blanche to prepare
some mysterious dish,
(a hodgepodge...

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Communications among organic creations
of sacred EarthMother
are overwhelmingly rooted
in nonverbal
nonviolent communion

Complex evidence of things
within relationships of feeling
and touch,
creatures seen
and heard,
recreations smelled
and tasted,
cognitive awareness of purpose
and intuitive integrity for meaning
sacred smooth full-wombed
woked mindedness

We are, together,
at our best,
on...

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I stand solo, aloof in the snow, a precipitation 
                     of words cascading from a...

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Written: January 07, 2024
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eyes are soul gates      even in disguise      they do not lie
visual cues...

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I excavated honest heaven for its lens of stars
And found only bright bags of burning air
I caressed the rose and got only scars
From swift thorns more pointed than my tears
And still in the vanity of...

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guileless in my green days i climbed to the tip of my toes
to hear a tree and the wind
clap a rat-a-tat code outside my casement window

i was a follower then of minuscule choirs
small voices not...

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Once in a while, a cruel, old man
Had stood up in front and had bade me to stand
He'd point out a sentence, instruct me to speak
And my crush would let slip a small, cruel, mirthful...

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I look at you...at your beautiful face...
I look, and I am gripped by paralytic terror
For though I only met you this morning – 
And though I should know better, oh so much better,
Already I have...

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Early Morning

I wish to capture in some way,
With words, the ineffable
Images, and sounds of quiet,
In a time without man sounds.

Early morning awakened by
The first glimmer of orange red
As it begins to rise phoenix like
Across the...

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Some are clearly Buddhist,
they sing not much, but drone
and chant, they do not flaunt.

Some are brightly painted egos,
their songs bootie-calls from empty nests
where they preen melodically rampant.

Others strain both throats and tongues
bend a tune to...

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And how did things go with you, enquired the owl, of Dumpty.? Well he replied I travelled
 quite a time and saw a few things on the way..' anything that points to foul play said...

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Everywhere I look, everywhere I turn
I see her…
A moth-like shadow flitting by on cobwebbed wings
Stalking me…
Dancing closer with every spasmodic leap of birthdays,
Every rotation of the sun…
I can almost feel her breath on my skin
Smell...

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According to the dictates of Suzy Berlinsky, 
a Hello Poetry sibilant chargé d'affaires 
female equivalent, sans Grand Poobah
aye surmise she deems my preference 

favoring lower case, especially taking 
a figurative page from thee poetic play
book...

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"Sanskrit"



Tears like pearls of wisdom
crystal diamonds slip salty cool
hour glass down cheeks to lips

purse of gold unzipped 
forms exposed vowels and consonants
in the hostage pool

forming ebullient echo words
on moist glowing cupid’s bow
a ripe plumb kissed,...

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Mentors like priests preparing me for holy rite
Institutional slaves to a false trinity
Subduing adventure, exploration and discovery to classroom rigor
Eternal stairway ... moonbeams to the golden dream
Dismatling who I am so I become who you...

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Eyes like fantastic moons that shiver in some stagnant lake
folded like a white rose-leaf
hair was golden as tints of sunrise
tongue is like a scarlet snake.

It took on deep roar as of a cloven world
running to...

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Do you see the frame or the cage?
Step beyond and into this: a rare and colourful bliss,
island of calm in an ocean of rage...
Yesterday, the thunderous sunder of schizoid storm.
Today, this eden of balm where...

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I am caged in depression.
A mind in haze, prostrate in grief.
The radiance of your candlelit dinner..
I can only decimate in sourness of sad light.
I can only feel nothing,
but would you still love me?

I am helpless...

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