Long Spruce up Poems

Sonnets XC-XCVII

Artificial Smile
by Michael R. Burch

I’m waiting for my artificial teeth
to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob
of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub
between clenched molars, and yank out the grief.

Mine must be art-official?zenlike Art?
a...

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Having nightmares, working from home?
Or being bolted inside four walls for days
Catch up on reading, fiction and writing 
Pick your authors and gulp them down

Catch up on music lessons, instruments too
Grasp them now, be it...

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Do not tell me anymore of mythical mermaids lurking
In the fine gradient of the sea, eyes heavy with a snaring desire,
A monalisa smile framed on their faces or of

Sexy mermen and smiling salacious simpletons
To stereotype...

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Ugh, Why Must The Missus Vacuum At The Crack Of Dawn?
(circa: early December 27, 2018 morning)

There appears to be a
virulent (possibly deadly) strain
of housekeeping virus
Hoover ring in the air
asymptomatic tentatively linked to rein
deer droppings (micro-organisms)...

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WILD ACROSTIC

Whether we are weary, distraught, so down and hurt
Enjoy life, join right or left-feet dance, laugh out loud.

Whether the world turns us upside down
In failure, despair or anything that makes us cry and frown.
Liquor...

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I must say you are one of those African
artistes that drive my soul to the skies 
and show me what the world looks like
 with the lens of legacies.
You drown my soul into the depths
of...

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From a small little twig, grew a new seedling.
A slim and straight pine tree..leaves needling.
In evergreen make-up, it's branches spread.
Impatient to rise high, to clouds overhead.

But where is the woodland? Where is the snow?
Roots searched...

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Here with fond wit
Opt cheer to fit
Move joy's fine bits


Etch a true style
Apt that grand smile
Thrill sparks worthwhile


Make time for space
Ink words of grace
Dream syncs this place


Treat works that tell
Old touch greets spell
Wise worth glimpse...

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When we pray to God in 
purity,
We speak our mind to Him 
with alacrity,
when we study His Word 
deeply
He speaks His mind to us 
clearly

When we praise Him in His 
beauty,

we spring into His 
presence......

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When you are lost in confusion
With your heart full of depression
When your life is tangled in mess
With your mind marked hopeless
Be aware, God's the giver of gladness 

When you run after clover in fold
And you...

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There comes a fascination
with advancing years.
A vantage point unique
to view the shifting tiles
of one complex mosaic
made of overlapping lifetimes.

Seeing all those lives,
there are no words 
but those of wonder
at an unvoiced challenge
to relate, or to...

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Through crisscrossed muntin, 
patterns, and panes of clear glass,
the world outside is painting itself gray,
a wet mess of monochrome.

Muted cars speed by,
reflecting a leaden sky.
Their moans and groans wash over
every rooftop, passing by.

Nature's call is...

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Let's have some fun outside
I'll plant some new flowers
spruce up the tired summer beds
so out I wandered into the garden

Hunt high and low for my trowel
can I heck find it, bet your ass no
ok I...

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I've traipsed down a cobble of your path.
If you're ever lost, forgotten or misstep
I'll surely spruce up a room for you.
It'll be on the mundane -humble side 
but safe-warm and welcoming
like in a child's sunlit...

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