Long Slash Poems

This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the floor
She lay down her bible and let out a roar...

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I Have Labored Sore
anonymous medieval lyric (circa the fifteenth century)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I have labored sore / and suffered death, 
so now I rest / and catch my breath.
But I shall come /...

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Donald impersonating
a nice guy publisher right 
after my accident traumatic 
brain injury car bomb attack 
he followed me to book stores 
ice cream shops art museum 
obsessed with my poetry my 
manuscript i was writing...

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Domestic violence survivor killed after reporting my abusive ex husband to the fbi he’d began extreme attacks on me mental cruelty mostly first hitting me in my back with a brick I still stayed what...

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When I was young, and adventure routine,
With excitement and newness still unforeseen
I was eager to spread my wings to the world
And seek more adventures as those wings unfurled

Within my long travels I happened to meet
Two...

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I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road...

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So here's my question for this dawning day,
like a WinWin ruminating message in a bottle
floating through a LoseLose climate sea
felt still foggy from last night,
some mysterious how now;

One of many
health related strategic WinLose issues
tuning out...

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Written 12 December 2023         
Transmutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

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Ours was daily mysterious,
sometimes near mystical, 
rapture;
a sensual yet platonic
dorm-mate love affair,
within the only male grad student corridor
at SFSU.

He was the presumably straight Vietnam veteran
southern white good ol' boy,
athletically studying Japanese,
with a gentle passion for...

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  MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS 


She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches 
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her inner Jewel 
 soft it lay cradled  
rhapsodic rubicon...

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I crept into the pit of hell all alone. Contingent upon my lifestyle I knew this could be my last day alive…

She haunted me in my dreams. She terrorized me in the sunlight but through...

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STOLEN ILLUMINATION OF THE STAR

This journey has not been a fanciful adventure, 
we're all settlers in  these dynasty of neo-colonialism 
united only by what divides us. Victims, yes 
victims of civilized inducement, 
terms of...

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Everything seems better when I am in my own world 
Everything is better when there is no one there
Once when I had someone 
When I felt friendlier 
When all I wanted to do was be...

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(Dedication: For Ann)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~



The tale now mints: a hero hears
A call that tints, a choice appears.


It cannot be, this journey quest
To cross the seas, to face the test.


Denial comes brisk, no hero here
To dare grave risk,...

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today i will wander to the brothel
those divine friends of Jesus
where i will intercourse
with the ladies in my growing Spanish
write some lines to ponder
while they wash clothes and bathe
i the balneologist with the brandy
we watch...

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"Silenced tears, muffled screams, A storm penetrating in your chest that seizes your soul, 
Is god watching the world burn? The bricks that create a barricade were the ones confiscated within me, and with mentioning...

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{"I have launched myself through the fields that descend towards an endless rampage, 
Of my soul, 
We draw ourselves into it hand in hand, 
We ignore the flames igniting in its pedestal, the darkness grants...

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From That Dark, Dark Abyss, The Long Black Curtain Rises
 Third poet in my poet dedication series

Part One:
 
Curtain rises and we see as Raven's prisoner, old Master Poe
chained to his cell, held captive by...

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It was quite clear now my ex husband his accomplice Ciro gargano arson murderer used car salesman slash video gaming licensed to rent juke boxes cigarettes machines pin ball pool tables after serving seven years...

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                           I
On the hill betwixt Carlisle and Deep Creek
...

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This is a tale of ancient times
And a knight of valiant heraldry
Who followed true his knightly code,
The weight of righteousness his load,
All sheathed in heaven's grace he rode,
And practiced naught save chivalry.

From the Pope a...

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Skynard told me, when I was young
To live my life but to live a simple one
Lord knows I've tried but I took a different road
Life can be a mess or beauty can take your breath
But...

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THE LONGEST DAWN PART 2 H C SONNETS
5
Each stage of life left without a goodbye
Youth, adult, work to live to earn your place
Strive to eat, learn a trade you need to ply
Bills, bills, bills, bills...

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The Tumid River of Acheron (the journey) 
Part One- Final revision

Darkly,  the tumid rushing waters flow
where any man most wisely fears to go.
Liquid blackness singing in epic pain
torture, misery and cries of the insane!
Echoes...

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Some days seems like some nights, A continuous battle, with an innumerable amount of fights. Endless hours pass, the night moon fades to the light of mourning, Tired as , yet when I go to...

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