Long Skids Poems

For ten months now I’ve brooded over coming second place
in the pickle section deeming, it no less than a disgrace.
It was written plain and simple, so there can be no excuse,
that the pickles in this...

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(Remembering Innocence)


Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are new tales, improvements to previous verses, and improved...

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The Gospel according to The Bluesman
Gianni watched the clouds move in
Closed his window for the rain
It was spring and that meant
That it was gonna storm again

He looked out at the street outside
He saw a man...

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You toss them to the ground, they don’t beckon or call,
They’re a pair of jeans, and to the ground they fall,
They stay as long as you threw them,
Yet they could stand tall,
When they’re on you...

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Trump Poems and Epigrams VI


Trump’s Retribution Resolution
by Michael R. Burch

My New Year’s resolution?
I require your money and votes,
for you are my retribution.

May I offer you dark-skinned scapegoats
and bigger and deeper moats
as part of my sweet...

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Limericks IX



Scratch-n-Sniff
by Michael R. Burch

The world’s first antinatalist limerick?

Life comes with a terrible catch:
It’s like starting a fire with a match.
Though the flames may delight
In the dark of the night,
In the end what remains from...

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Various Heresies 11



The beauty of the flower fades,
its petals wither to charades...
—Michael R. Burch



the U-turn poem
by michael r. burch

Life so defaulty,
Life so unfair,
why do wee prize U,
what do U care?

LORD who lets unborns
drown in a...

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Trump poems and epigrams V

The prez should be above the law, he sez,
even though he’s no longer prez.
—Michael R. Burch



Mercedes Benz
by Michael R. Burch

I'd like to do a song of great social and political import....

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So at 47 I have arrived.
A position most disconcerting,
Troubling? Nay,
Downright disturbing!
A blatant assault.!
An ego in default.
Should have steered left, 
Perhaps joined a cult.

Having settled back into the lap,
Of my original birth sack,
I am anything but...

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Does it mean we are friends if I mirror your thoughts,
That we like the same jokes or our politics sing
A conventional melody?

Does the ground shake (we stand on) when boundaries slip,
When emotional dams burst, magnetic...

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we squeeze in the moment, breeze by the apartment of gore, go to the store with a nail and a 2x4 , flip the sign on the door, excuse yourself coz you're poor and ignored...

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My love, Josefin Slab
My first thought the time I wake up
My inspiration in moments I create art
My joy when we chat and laugh together
My strength when I'm on job
The last person I contact before my...

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"BLACK CAT"



SILENCE
prowls on soft paws 
with sharp claws
Cutting up the 
Middle Road
Dark shadow moves 
SILIENCE
In absentia 
Empty Absynthe
Puncture wounds
Cold wind blows
Over tracks
Skids softly
like warm 
gants de Suède
on 
Poets’ Row
Rat goes 
Rat goes
Red scream 
scarlet ribbons...

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Loverboy staring out the window, the stars gleaming so prettily
The meadow's bathing in silver light of the moon; it is such a perfect night
Loverboy sighs at the darkness, candlelight dimming as the wind blows 
The...

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I know that I’m not perfect, just go and ask me wife.
At times she’s kind of said - I’m the bane of her life,
but on her better days she wouldn’t trade me for a thing,
and...

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Born on this rock with a diaper and mittens,
hard to the touch but so soft in its feel
Crawling along like a dragon with kittens,
purring out fire, if that could be real
Laid in the sun under...

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I been havin' a real bad day.
Nothin's gone right and my skies are grey.

I usually am quite chipper and kind.
Not a more generous soul will you find.

But today if it could it just happened to...

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On the outer Paroo where most septics are few 
And the outhouse has still pride of place; 
Poor old Toby McPhee worked a small property 
With his son and his darling wife Grace. 
 
When...

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Giggled with glee running down a cobblestone street,
full of youths joy and always upbeat,
there was football in the park with all the neighborhood kids,
and daredevil bike jumps and attempting long skids.

Asking parents for our friends...

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Diluted Recall. 28/03/2018


Turning Fifty is a milestone to most,
Bringing a reflective mood to mind.
To memories of good times we raise a toast,
Though my recall I am struggling to find.

I’d love to say I can’t remember...

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Broken tick-tock
Ghetto gazette news
Nobody’s fixing the clock
Alarm is stuck on snooze
A lot of people hearts dozed off in a bottle,
		hoping a taste of liquid happiness
would make their troubles all go away
Temporarily it felt like it...

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The air is heavy like a dirty woolen blanket
each colorful strand pulled through the warp.
Horns blare and traffic skids and screeches
as unborn accidents are aborted 
by fancy-pants cops.

The city slickers in their posh clothes
zip along...

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The alarm clock sounds beside the bed,
It slowly penetrates into daddy’s head.

He looks at the clock and jumps up with a jerk,
It was the snooze alarm and he’s late for work.

He showered and did his...

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The Perfect Circle Plant was where most kids went to work as a general rule,
To begin a life of donkeywork upon graduation from the local school.
I dreamed of things far beyond the horizon like visitin'...

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