Long Stalactite Poems

His 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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A Vain Word
by Michael R. Burch
 
Oleanders at dawn preen extravagant whorls
as I read in leaves’ Sanskrit brief moments remaining
till sunset implodes, till the moon strands grey pearls
under moss-stubbled oaks, full of whispers, complaining
to the...

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           In the depths of desolation where death 
is presiding in a smug kind of cocoon of parasite,
lies, a heart of calcified care, buried deep...

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A journeyman once spelunked in a cavern beneath a marsh,
Whose oily layers of algae and water made his mission harsh.

For the cavern's entrance stood in the middle of the massive swamp
Full of gators with sawtooth...

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we went out for a drive in the car,
we travelled near and travelled far,
then ended up at white scar cave,
take in the history and behave.
the doorway was discovered in 1923,
by a student from the univercity,
his...

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The era of catatonic self-destruction has risen yet again from boulder-blocked caves,
Whose cavernous stalactite incisors drip with the blood of thorny crowns,
Worn in punitive irony for the subversion of fertile inferiority,
Which, like rabbits, duplicates and...

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The Concert


In a crowded concert hall musicians stir.
Coming to life, the wind slowly swings a loose screen door.
Half a mile away, the wide open door is but a dot
Diminishing the darkness from the heavens above.
Through,...

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Germ of essence. 
Human blob. 
Shattered eggshell to the chicklet hatched.
Interlocking  family of a  kingdom.
Beget or begone? Antigone! 
Pouch bearing mammal  with no issue for her milk a plenty.
Enlightened species on
a zodiac...

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She wanders through the cave
Caressing its walls with a slender finger
Cautiously, she treads 
With attention to every detail
Every stalactite,
Every blemish,
Every twist and turn,
Effortlessly inscribed in her mind. 

It feels her there
Inside its walls
Exploring all its...

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Let us go on an expedition 
to the bottom of The Great Blue Hole in Belize
grab your diving gear because 
we are going to dive down into a circular sinkhole
created  thousands of years...

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Once the dark of dilated pupils eclipsed my saffron sanguine irises,
Sucking the luminescent astral soma as does a tonsil to a virus.

A face of a phantom doth float in the folds of the frigid night,
Scowling...

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CAVES AND CAVERNS                                ...

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A genie's lamp cannot compare,
To smoke awoken from my breath,
Slithered out in ancient swear,
Unshackled life from sudden death.

Hear me now in brazen bond,
Bow to me, before now still,
From truth ye once had to abscond,
In fevers,...

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are in a pickle
money down failed to trickle
chopped up with cycle

had been requester
of who would be a tester
about sequester

God never provoke
thinks our job is a big joke
saved me from a stroke.

went to sleep last night
then...

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On my first spelunking excursion with a few friends
I got separated from the group, and hysteria quickly overtook me.
The cave led to a dank cavern, and when I lit a match, I could see
a kaleidoscope...

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Never have I felt the sun shine
Or heard blowing wind speak
Within this cavern I align
Frozen in stalactite confine
I dream drips of dew drops unique
Formed by the sun I seek

One of the countless stalagmite
Protect the cavern...

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Blood Curdled at The Chilling Quill 3



The night is too quiet for breathing
The faces form
Swelling from the pitch oily; floats
Mouthless screaming 
Into monstrous caverns
Where fang-ed teeth stalactite
On slavering tongues

Cold suffocation jabs pillowed rocks
Deep into racing...

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In Halloween week once the days have turned dark
He lurks where the lamplight cannot leave it’s mark
And late night dog walkers whose dogs do not bark
All steer a wide path as he harvests the park

By...

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On Visiting the Luray Caverns

When I was a child in my younger days
My parents took me to the caverns of Luray

It was a place with huge, colored stalactite forms
With sharp stalagmites rising to meet the...

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Twenty-six springs came soon,
To throne the shiny sun,
Susan H..The smiling moon,
To the stars that rushed and ran,
To surround this splitting "Lune",
To share happiness and fun,

On this planet shape in Dune,
A blooming rose came to light,
Greeting...

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My cavern bursts with bittersweet aura
— like globose berries, a cluster of tints.
The secret place — its musk, amidst the flora,
a limited conquest of feet — their prints.

Excitement rocks — I wade in hidden space.
My...

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Pungent fresh pine scented breezes
Slither between boughs of cedar
Leaving frigid kisses to ride
Fragrant laurel chilled by winter

Slivers of January light
Bounce off the rich damp forest floor
Brittle stems of wild azalea
Wait pregnant one trimester more

Armies of...

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Apostle Who Was A Fossil

Some seem to be calling me an apostle 
Who they say looks like an old fossil
With hair which is so gray as can be
And bruised body bent just like a tree

He...

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Melting
by Michael R. Burch

Entirely, as spring consumes the snow,
the thought of you consumes me: I am found
in rivulets, dissolved to what I know
of former winters’ passions. Underground,
perhaps one slender icicle remains
of what I was before,...

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the still lake 
stretches like cellophane
as night fast nudges light

bees buzz and rush 
then switch the mute switch,
time oozes like treacle 
or an iced stalactite slowly
stratifying in secret caves

the stick float suddenly stills
nippling the surface...

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