Long Squirt Poems

Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a character 
in The Impertinent Curious Man, 
a story within a...

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The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense 
Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss
Buddy stopped talking and drinking he begins pacing as he’s thinking 
Tired from walking he...

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Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated

Steely Dan sing queen (me)
outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary 
after Grahame Wood 
determined to meet 
the evolving needs of the community 
opened the first Wawa Food Market 
in Folsom,...

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Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate a spoiler alert
regarding weather forecasters prediction,
especially when meteorologist
wannabe spouse doth...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed your own butt 
It stinks so keep it shut
Pessimism must...

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I looked out the window, what a sight.
A Cocky a crow, a Magpie all sitting on the bench looking towards me.
Suddenly the Cocky squawked what sounded like ' what you doing?'
No i had heard it...

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silently wailing analogy to Moby Dick 
regarding how yesterdays 
prurient laced introductions 
to rhyme in retrospect embarrassingly blows.

Herewith to enliven anecdote ever further,
I inject humorous tidbit
just gimme moment to unload and reach
into psychological metaphorical knapsack
particularly...

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A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on alert,
a barefoot country kid, that's me,
a runner on trails made...

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I wanna trade in my stubby spindleshanks...,

(a poor excuse for legs),
and get me the latest
sophisticated prosthetics advancements,
whereat integration of cultured stem cells
into custom made appendages
allows, enables, and provides
unfortunate recipients of amputations
to experience sensations.

No more will...

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Who knows if magic exists,
if dreams come true
and whether miracles take place
(all of these things we thought we knew)

... buried in our haste
to dig childhood's grave...

And though something gets lost
along the way,
it's never very far...

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Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again

Even when iron not red hot, 
I implement non customary quarks 
regarding foreigner rather cold as ice
namely delinquent outsize credit card debt 
mandates yours truly, 
a cheesy survivor who rem: members...

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One liar said to the other liar,
“That’s some shaky vanilla truth,
I heard you done cold call sold.
With these lying eyes, do I scream with glee ... 
you left girl honesty 
hanging altar jilted at that...

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My childhood of the 1960's,
all those years ago,
feels like a Saturday in my
journey nostalgic.
The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl,"
their purity of song, of smiles.
A daydream streams,
of running in a field wearing
my Keds,
a sea of daisies and...

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How often the old dog had heard that said, at the end of a good walk?  ‘ OK we’ve had fun now it’s time to go back home and get some work done’ ,...

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The Punisher and the PunishEd

                           I

The Punisher needs the...

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How plain it looks in morning sun
I hold it by the window's light, and palm it once again
It stirs my heart with tenderness, now fondly mixed with memories
A rock as smooth, as silk, as glass…,...

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I was only allowed to go, after much whining 
     begging, promises of unlikely saint-hood
     if my brother, (much to his displeasure) made a pledge
  ...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE V

Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise
by Michael R. Burch

I wanted to be good as gold,
but being good, as I’ve been told,
requires something, discipline,
I simply have no interest in!



Villanelle of...

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Fishers fish and merchants drift
But pirates lurk and seek to sift
They show their wealth with coins they spit   
While honest men give honest gifts 

A fletcher rises with the day 
His arrows up...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE IV

Anti-Vegan Manifesto
by Michael R. Burch

Let us
avoid lettuce,
sincerely,
and also celery!


Rising Fall
by Michael R. Burch

after Keats

Seasons of mellow fruitfulness
collect at last into mist
some brisk wind will dismiss ...

Where, indeed, are the showers...

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' The  Survival  of  The Fittest '
 (The Holy Bible)


(2 Tim. 3: 16, 17/ Matt. 4: 4)


Down Thru The Ages of Our Histories
The Survivor Stands Thru Time, Victoriously
The Survivor Stands Triumphant Over...

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You had my heart. Yeah girl you owned.  I would've sent it to you UPS but instead I just
phoned it through text messages and phone calls, talking about really nothing at all
except that I...

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what happens in sleep,
stays in sleep, no?

you hope. 

you do your best to 
forget the places that 
you’ve been & the 
people with whom you
have done despicable 
things.

you tiptoe through the
tulips, boundless & naked
sniffing, snorting,...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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Everything seemed secure 
Inside the crystal palace safe and pure 
Welcoming the claret wine 
For a taste testing and dine 
This evening’s match 
Featuring best grapes from Burnley’s vineyard patch 
Such a glorious exhibition 
Sit...

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