Long Slipping Poems
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CurrentsCurrents
by Michael R. Burch
How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the...
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Categories:
slipping, assonance, extended metaphor, language, metaphor, music, poetry,
Form:
Verse
The Payload
"The Payload"
The payload
came crashing down
like rain expelled
from the fat belly
of a ruinous pregnant cloud
bilious with buxom promise
it came crashing down
like school fish released
from the tight confines
of a course rope...
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Categories:
slipping, fantasy, muse, mystery, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Where Art Thou Anonymous Benefactor To Offer Me SuccorWhere art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?
Ah... methinks legal tender
could be a boon to help me bolster
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential
commodities sabotaged
at the altar of...
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Categories:
slipping, 8th grade, absence, anger, angst, boy, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
Rejection Slips 2Rejection Slips 2
The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,
the monthly penance
of flowers,
the annual wake,
the face in the...
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Categories:
slipping, beauty, death, desire, life, longing, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
The True Mother
“The True Mother”
What part of a heart
in another could one trust
when betrayal comes
like a silver bullet, words and deeds
sharp piercing to burrow
bleed out Life’s dreams
rust crumbles to dust
Virulent apathy spreads
Betrayal’s destruction
hand...
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Categories:
slipping, betrayal, imagery, love, mother daughter, psychological, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Free Verse ILozenge
by Michael R. Burch
When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a lozenge of sugar.
When I held you in...
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Categories:
slipping, forgiveness, heart, humanity, life, love, relationship, together,
Form:
Free verse
Free Verse IiNucleotidings
by Michael R. Burch
“We will walk taller!” said Gupta,
sorta abrupta,
hand-in-hand with his mom,
eyeing the A-bomb.
“Who needs a mahatma
in the aftermath of NAFTA?
Now, that was a disaster,”
cried glib Punjab.
“After Y2k,
time will spin out of control anyway,”
flamed...
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Categories:
slipping, angel, child, childhood, children, family, time, world,
Form:
Free verse
Juvenilia: Early Poems ViiJuvenilia: Early Poems VII
These are early poems I wrote as a boy and as a teenager.
The Leveler
by Michael R. Burch
The nature of Nature
is bitter survival
from Winter’s bleak fury
till Spring’s brief revival.
The weak implore Fate;
bold men...
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Categories:
slipping, boy, child, childhood, fear, high school, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
A Kept WomanDream-worker
delves deeply into my dream;
vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body
c h a...
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Categories:
slipping, allegory, betrayal, fate, imagery, love, lust, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
Beary Tales Episodes 15-24, More Poet's NotesNote 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 many new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved...
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Categories:
slipping, adventure, beauty, friendship, innocence, love, mentor,
Form:
Quatrain
Uncle Arthur‘She’s on again - the annual campin’ trip regatta,
and we’ve got ourselves together for our plans to Wonnangatta.
The high country; you can’t beat it for the peace and quiet
unless of course some plans get...
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Categories:
slipping, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Jean-Louis Barrault As I Lay DyingHeavy storm was sweeping dark Paris streets
Lit with dim lights that dreary November night
With ghostly shadows lurking in the corners
Cold wind dancing with dirty wet leaves fallen
In the water pools in the middle...
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Categories:
slipping, allusion, art, death, french, imagery, life, philosophy,
Form:
Ballad
Starlight and MoonlightThese are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations …
Will There Be Starlight
by Michael R. Burch
Will there be starlight
tonight
while she gathers
damask
and lilac
and sweet-scented heathers?
And will she find...
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Categories:
slipping, dark, dream, love, moon, night, star, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
Mad About Towns
When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped
We started from Thatsnot, OK
Which was more or less ok
But then...
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Categories:
slipping, humorous, travel, word play,
Form:
Limerick
LightingaleHow come you're so indifferent?
My opinions sting my noggin with discontent
Don't you ever feel overwhelmed with the songs on the radio?
Well, no words can describe this feeling I feel...yeah nobody will know
Oh lightingale, you...
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Categories:
slipping, deep, depression, desire,
Form:
Lyric
Desert, Wilderness, StormTHE DESERT THE WILDERNESS THE STORM
I am parched, my back is arched,
my body racked with pain,
Nothing green in sight,
my thirst, my plight,
eyes playing tricks on me again.
An illusion of rest beside...
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Categories:
slipping, christian, destiny, god, life,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Former Great Nations Squandered Wealth ISwept up into piles; everywhere
Abouts; in collected heaps all
Around.
It is almost as if the drab
Streets were strewn...
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Categories:
slipping, philosophy, senses,
Form:
Rhyme
I'Ve Got To GoI’m on my way, I’ve got to go
(the reasons why you’ll never know),
whisked away in winter’s winds, your sleeping sighs remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close...
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Categories:
slipping, cute, farewell,
Form:
Rhyme
Sooner Or Later - Both Audio and TextHow terribly awkward it so often is when ones relations are faced with seeing to the daily survival of those they most care about - young OR old -
Sooner or later the day will...
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Categories:
slipping, age, family, father, parents,
Form:
Verse
Scare Me Good Poetry ContestI 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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Categories:
slipping, dark, deep, fear, scary,
Form:
Narrative
What If - New UpdateWhat if…
If fear did not guard and watch over me?
My seeds of shame and doubt
Would timidly venture out
And finally sprout,
But as they reached the light,
Like a vampire, would wither and die
Without the protection of night.
Or:...
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Categories:
slipping, conflict, courage, fear, inspiration, longing, motivation, prayer,
Form:
Free verse
A Welcome Intrusion - 1st HalfThis is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way I could manage to make it...
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Categories:
slipping, father son,
Form:
Narrative
The Inception: God Is Alwayz Good -Part 1-Rinse away the blood of the innocent
From your hands…
Grand lands fight against each other…I weep some more
Understand…that change is a challenging chore
Look up at the sky…
Your gaze will fixate on the shooting stars tonight
Give...
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Categories:
slipping, beauty, confusion, corruption, deep, emotions, faith, words,
Form:
Free verse
The Bard of Ancient SmyrnaAfter enjoying a pleasant walk, I then spent an hour at a park,
And I relished the dulcet sounds, of cheery airborne skylarks.
The blooms were so lovely, all sultry in the fervid sunshine,
And the hummingbirds were...
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Categories:
slipping, adventure, age, fantasy, history, imagery, poetry, time,
Form:
Couplet
Summer Memories Summer Realities Thoughts About Part 1Summer Memories
Summer Realities
This, the first day of summer, two thousand and two, finds me,
slipping back into what once was my desire, my need, my reality.
This step back into, and into times passed, has allowed me...
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Categories:
slipping, summer,
Form:
Prose Poetry