Long Sputters 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:
sputters, assonance, extended metaphor, language, metaphor, music, poetry,
Form:
Verse
Fahr An' IceFahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch
From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...
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Categories:
sputters, death, drink, fun, humor, humorous, light,
Form:
Light Verse
Malkavian ThreeHis glowing golden eyes glistened with a comprehension beyond the mortal condition
A well-toned, tall, and tanned man, who most, not all, would call handsome
A brightly bleached stalactite overbite gleaned between the mean features of an...
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Categories:
sputters, dark, psychological,
Form:
Bio
Sonnets Xxxiii-XliSonnets XXXIII-XLI
The Folly of Wisdom
by Michael R. Burch
She is wise in the way that children are wise,
looking at me with such knowing, grave eyes
I must bend down to her to understand.
But she only smiles, and...
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Categories:
sputters, child, childhood, children, death, life, time, world,
Form:
Sonnet
Dream State Yields Deep Sleep PersonificationsDream state yields deep sleep personifications
Upon lying supine - eye shutter lids
into the land of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod,
where the sandman beckons and bids
dead to the webbed wide world,
yours truly immune to wakefulness
despite being...
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Categories:
sputters, 12th grade, 1st grade, adventure, animal, birthday,
Form:
Rhyme
The Bling RingDragon put out his shingle to be a psycho-analyst.
He claims he can cure the blues, in one single visit!
Also says he can stop those bent on...
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Categories:
sputters, adventure, fantasy, fun, funny, happiness, happy, imagination,
Form:
Light Verse
NightscapesLate night summons madmen,
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,...
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Categories:
sputters, tribute, writing,
Form:
Verse
Early Poems XvEarly Poems XV
Ambition
by Michael R. Burch
Men speak of their “ambition”
and I smile to hear them say
that within them burns such fire,
such a longing to be great ...
But I laugh at their “Ambition”
as their wistfulness...
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Categories:
sputters, 12th grade, age, childhood, class, education, high
Form:
Rhyme
NightscapesLate night summons madmen,
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,...
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Categories:
sputters, writing,
Form:
Verse
NightscapesLate night summons madmen,
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,
no colours clothe the empty streets,
as...
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Categories:
sputters, on writing and words, night, lonely, night,
Form:
Verse
Morpheus CompleteI am the hunter with belt and sword.
I am captivity and desires searched for.
Great my name has become.
My dynasty is vast as a Roman Legion.
I stand for truth and honor.
Many have tried to defeat me.
Many...
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Categories:
sputters, adventure, character, courage, dream, encouraging, god, mythology,
Form:
Free verse
Nightscapes Part 1Late night summons madmen,
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,...
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Categories:
sputters, writing,
Form:
Verse
Nightscapes Part 1Late night summons madmen,
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,...
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Categories:
sputters, writing,
Form:
Verse
Winkin Blinkin and Nod, SansWinkin Blinkin And Nod, Sans...
Wonderful World Of Dreamland Furloughed!
Hours elapsed since I did sleep off
and feed my belly from the trough.
What...the...creaking screech re: sound
ding, (an unexpected pro noun
sub bull mashup attributed
to partial government...
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Categories:
sputters, appreciation, baptism, beautiful, child, dream, fantasy, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Spouse Sets Obstacle Course Endangering My Life and LimbWhile sidestepping impediments,
Achilles heel stricken with paralyzing zap
chronically inducing captain klutz
to bemoan and yap,
i.e. (think) booby trap
strategically laid down by the missus -
necessitating yours truly
to patschke with marauder map
in an to circumvent and handicap
becoming lame...
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Categories:
sputters, abuse, autumn, humorous, husband, perspective, september, wife,
Form:
Rhyme
Denser Not Mensa Part 1- CollaborationAn old gal applied to join Mensa
Gee she couldn’t be any denser
She went in the wrong door
On the thirty third floor
And there she enrolled as a fencer
When attending her first fencing class
A man scored a...
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Categories:
sputters, humorous, irony,
Form:
Limerick
The Morning of the Hurricanes Part 2 Continued from Part 1
The Beggars ’neath the balustrades,
and broken Children, Chambermaids,
are running wild from wraiths, afraid
of dreams where death redoubles.
They fritter time with tattered threads
(from ragged clothes they’ve left in shreds),
crocheting hoods to...
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Categories:
sputters, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
I Dream Poetic Lines of LoveIn dreams I linger in solitude,
sipping a cup of contemplation,
brewed from leaves of my expectations.
Writing pages of romantic Sonnets
about plans I have for me and you.
Sometimes I'm fearful of rejection,
spurned if you should...
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Categories:
sputters, dream, love,
Form:
Free verse
Desolations Boulevard IiThe bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!
Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon
Broken floating bloated
dead down eons halls
last of white.
Crimson rockets along
an empty...
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Categories:
sputters, allegory, allusion, analogy, anger, angst, art, bereavement,
Form:
Free verse
Black Eyed Peas Oklahoma SummerBlack-Eyed Peas (Oklahoma Summer)
David J Walker
The blooms arrive in June and by
July the pea pods start to dangle
Soon the picking will begin when
Grandma says so shading her eyes
From the angle of the morning...
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Categories:
sputters, family,
Form:
Free verse
I Always Return To YouGrieving, I shall rue the day when atop the hill I stand,
alone with my memories, grasses swaying in the breeze.
Tears on my cheeks, he'd once so tenderly caressed.
A groan will escape my lips and I...
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Categories:
sputters, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
The Mark Twain Sausage Analogy**“Those that respect the law and love sausage should watch neither being made.” –
American Humorist/Author Mark Twain (real name Samuel Clemens)
Prestigious lawmaking bodies are comprised of solons*
Some find it hard to refrain from...
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Categories:
sputters, funny
Form:
Couplet
The Deception of Free Verse Dreams Ii, Translation of L Imposture Du Vers Libre By Rene EtiembleThe deception of “free verse”: Dreams II, Translation of Etiemble’s “L’imposture du vers libre” by T. Wignesan
“Free verse, free not to be verse” – Audiberti
My love is not blue like a lake
my love is...
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Categories:
sputters, heart, love,
Form:
Free verse
Collaboration Wild-Wind RoseMaybe the boy is "crazy", but "crazy" for the sake of art.
...You thought: "I can see, I am etched in the boy's heart,
but he is still 'flying,' he is still striving to take off, he...
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Categories:
sputters, art, death, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Ode To a Golf BallO tiny, dimpled sphere, virginal white,
Whooshing on your preordain-ed flight:
What motivates your Lord to curses spew
When you've done naught but to his swing be true? ...
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Categories:
sputters, golf, humorous,
Form:
Ode