Long Snoozes Poems

Yosa Buson haiku translations

On the temple’s great bronze gong
a butterfly
snoozes.
?Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Hard to describe:
this light sensation of being pinched
by a butterfly!
?Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Not to worry...

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I don’t run with the mob ... 
the mosh-pit, gossip crowd
End of message     Stop!
Just wanna hip you to this fact,
right off the top

I’m a clean living woman,
the mop-and-pail type gal

I know...

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May all sacred,
but not quite omnipotent,
fathers learn this day
as we impatiently correct
our stress-disordered sons

That respect is earned,
so maybe disrespect is too
positive and negative layered
for and against authority
for and sometimes restlessly against
repeating Business As Usual 
white...

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I’m moving down a forest trail,
wooden canyon on my right side,
above, on thermals, raptors glide,
always inspires without fail.
I hear a rustle before me,
and wonder just who that could be?

Perhaps it is an Indian,
face painted, war...

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RIDS OF RIDIC RIDDLES
 
Delusional convo with the inanimates;
February bragged none of us is his mate
¹and asked, "What month of the year has 28 days?"
-"All of them." I replied with a smirk on my face.
Walls...

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There on the couch she snoozes and lay
Easing her back from a tiresome day, 
Put on music to entice her imaginations
And there in the forest she found herself in deep hallucination...

Then he comes, with a...

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The yards behind the shearing shed are overgrown with grass
And the fence posts look a little worse for wear
There’s cobwebs on the tractors that are sitting all forlorn
And a farm cat snoozes gently on a...

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Birth: Cradle. Diapers. Mess. Cries.
First: Word. Step.
Sneezes. Doctor. Parents Doting Over. Brother/Sister...

Kindergarten: Swing. Toys. Daily Snoozes. Lunches.

School: Teachers. Marks. Principle and Misdemeanors.
Games. Yard. Ball. Tripping. Crutches. Bed.
Fights. Broken Nose. Blood. Makeups. Forgiveness.
Neighborhood. Friends. Hangouts. Drinks...

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Some folks complain that rainy days get them down in the dumps,
Causin' depression and a dreadful case of the grumps!
But I relish rainy days, cozily ensconced by the fire,
And rain peltin' my window pane, a...

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Drapes are closed but the sun gets through
Summer morning, birds a-tweeting
Sweat on sheets, personal dew
Two more snoozes then up for meeting

A chunk of mahogany
Surrounded by suits
Well-shaved chins
Playing silk flutes

Golden cuff links
Slide over shine
Reaching for Perriere:
Businessman's...

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If I gave you my heart on a big silver platter
would you sit with me here at the edge of the moon
Arranging the stars in a musical pattern
singing along as they whistle their tune

Then could...

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The huntsman’s horn in
The School Boy is non-
native. But he likes the 

poem, hears a snake-
charmer’s pipe vicariously,
empathizes with Blake’s

boy’s love of  innate 
freedom, and then doodles
in boredom. Next period,

he slips down from
the top...

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I sit here relishing
a custard-filled
and chocolate-topped
choux bun.
If I had a trumpet 
I’d surely blow it.
It seems that I’m
“An Emerging Poet”
and, icing on the cake,
I’ve “got potential”.
Imagine my elation 
at such an unexpected 
elevation. My many...

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The Woman
You are a goddess without a shrine
The mystery we all adore.

The woman.
That myth in your look
Which men gaze in awe
To see your face and gape in waves
In whom, resides the world we live.

The woman.
The...

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Midnight lavender echoes whisper,
As the song of the rooster fades.
Mauve tackles the sky with a blush,
Curly coral clouds are dressed in buffed bronze shades.

Ebony snoozes in the round,
As the moon takes center stage.
Stars twinkle as...

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Cold weather front

 A few good days fooled us the cold weather returned we thought it was 
early spring. I worried if my almond tree had its buds been damaged
and will not bloom and strews...

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I simply find out how to get two hours of sleep. 
A walled bastion around your neck is steep. 
Elitists commend this moderate landmark. 
While visiting vacationers all around the park.

Here's the way your body...

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Monday's Supper


The boy's heart dance's: 
a trance 
at noon. 
Then he yawns 
like a cock's 
crow,
with a thin smile.
Picking his teeth, 
wishing the night 
fell in the sea.

Sea turtles, once eaten a year,
made by his...

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Sleeping sun

The audacious sun finally showed up
and green was the winter landscape; I also saw
where the sun sets, behind the carob tree
soundly and snug under a carpet of wildflowers
the sun snoozes till dawn.
Over the easterly...

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Weave my blanket snug,
With the fleeciest, graded wool,
Matted thicker than a rug,
Use the finest wooden hand loom,
On a shuttle winded with double woof,
To keep the closely knitted warp strong,
Interlocked, sturdily along the weft.

Use no materials...

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