Long Sleepyhead Poems

She Was Very Pretty
by Michael R. Burch

She was very pretty, in the usual way
for perhaps a day;
and when the boys came out to play,
she winked and smiled, then ran away
till one unexpectedly caught her.

At sixteen,...

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Peter, Charles and I were jetting our way to Paris. I’d just woken up. I had to pee so badly it woke me up. It was a medical emergency. I stretched and everything hurt, I...

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Transition 
between spring and summer, Santa Monica and Laguna Beach
despair to laughter, classroom to Zoom
Pagan festival brings renewal cinema:  

In honor of May Day
Climbing 2200 feet 
Encircled by a bed of yellow wild flowers

Special...

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Woke up (September 6th, 2020)...

Got outta bed boot
did not drag comb against head
of  beetle browed foo fighter,
he did not arise
bright eyed (by George), nor bushy tailed
to bucket flush toilet.

After attending her asinine
morning toiletries, the...

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As the rain pounds against the glass-stained windowpane,
all I can think inside my head is, what from life can I truly gain?
What is my purpose on this earth? I honestly do not know,
will I always...

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Awakening From Pleasant Dreams...

No matter scant details recalled upon 
arising from slumber, this even though 
submerged into deep unconscious - (as 
ifmine being plunged bajillion miles 
subterranean catacombs) thoroughly 
saturated with inaccessible facets of my...

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Quote:
“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.” - G.K. Chesterton

*****
As a poet I happily take inspiration wherever I may find...

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She chased a pretty butterfly,
the field a minty green
With Salvia and Baby's Breath,
a watercolor scene

As fast as her two feet could run,
she touched its silken wing,
so vivid, a kaleidoscope,
a stained-glass kind of thing

When suddenly the...

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Daily Poetry #39, March 8, 2017
Word: Giraffe

Hey little girl, holding your stuffed giraffe tight,
Always sleeping as if you're expecting light. 
A constant ring of a bell lulls you to a trance,
Where you can spin like...

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Yes, I'm obsessed,
blessed,to be woken by the sunshine
peeking in my window, 
touching my face as I lie in bed,
it tells me,
"Good morning sleepyhead, time to start the day." 

With happiness of life still running through...

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Vivaldi man of “Four Seasons”
Played his violin for a reason
While singing the strings
Excellent music he brings
Great melody it rings

“La Primavera” sole concerto
Uplifting the spirits without alto
Amsterdam, Prague, Venice and Vienna
Spectacular operas making souls remember 
Strings...

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Wake up – Good morning, sleepyhead!
This bright day grows hotter;
Precious are the sun’s playful rays;
Ugliness doesn’t earn any praise;
Today, the flowers are a rare beauty that never dulled
I am amazed, I shall be bold.
Oh Father,...

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icicles dripping water in the sunshine
watching her sleep soundly as the sun slowly sets
i wish this impromptu trip's feeling would last forever
in life sometimes, all we get is what we get

icicles dripping water in the...

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We are what we think…....
                our brains think in language
          ...

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The ticking of the little hands,
Brings hours to the foreign lands,
Brings the stars out at night,
And dark overcomes the light.

The ticking of the little clock,
Brings sailors to the rocking dock,
Brings people home from far away,
And...

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It’s apple picking time.
Let’s to the orchard go.
Rise up, my sleepyhead.
You must not move too slow.

I will grab a ladder
and put it in the truck.
You can gather our pails
to use for what we pluck.

To fill...

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Nighttime Fears

You feel so safe don’t you
Cowering in the light
But watching when the day is through
And the darkness spreads it is fight or flight

You do not know where to hide
Danger will follow your every step
They...

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Waking At Dawn You There In Our Silk Bed

Baby fawn, fur so beautiful, new life
A reminder Nature's beauty so true
We wade through this world of hellacious strife
But my darling, I live because of you!
Your bright...

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News is abhorring
And so boring
Starting from the break of dawn
I think we need
To be indeed
Vaccinated for the yawn

They always try
The same tired lie
Their old shtick goes on and on
I’ll catch my death
With lack of breath
If...

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Hey!, are you a sleepyhead
As you nod in your cot bed

Here's a story for you
From this book that is brand new

Magical Forest it is called
With a Gnome whose head is bald

Pointed ears and a red...

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I love you sleepyhead
I love you sleepyhead
I like to put you to bed
I love you sleepyhead

Mother knows what’s best
Mother knows what’s right
Underneath the moonlight
I love you sleepyhead 

I love you sleepy nose
Right down to your...

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Our Day
A dining room table
A living room chair
A bed with a side table sitting right there
A picture you took
The drapes in a pair
With many collectibles compiled to cheer
A dish to be washed
A kettle to heed
A...

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The first duo 
The candidate we can trust

Manifesto reads 
War against corruption 

The second duo
The best man for the jobs

Manifesto reads
The rule of law prevails 

The apex of the duo 
 The life shortened

The good...

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She blithely dreams of flitting butterflies,
 essence of lemon-drop poetry and
 lighter-than-vapor argent cotton candy castles
 upon empurpled cloud embellishes,
meanwhilst wistfully hot air balloons 
designed of lilting paisley embroidery
inflated with the airy fragrance
 of wildflowers'...

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little porcelain fingers
delicately turn the pages
as silently she is
mouthing all her favorite parts
of this piece she knows by heart

go on, grace all the earth
I will trace your footsteps
as they fall

out on the front porch
an evening...

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