Long Starker Poems

No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds demur...

telling me
that nothing returns
as it was before...

here where you have...

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Here are tribute poems for exceptional children and teachers who should be alive today:

Emilie Parker,
the horror grows starker
as we see your sweet image
and cringe at the carnage;
but dear, how you mesmerize
with those vivid blue eyes
and...

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Child of darkness, child of scorn,
the devil danced when you were born,
for demon seed from Morphy passed,
would haunt your days ‘til everlast.

Predestined to die derelict,
an iso-pawn so cynical,
how cruel a fate awaits the one
that conquered...

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I met you in the spring 
when flowers peeked shyly from beneath tiny buds 
when the grass was struggling to restore its 
magnificent green 
birds singing so sweetly lyrical tunes that drifted 
into azure skies...

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An old lady sat near a window, near a window looking out.
With her radio going she sat there sewing, with an occasional look about.
On her thumb she wore a thimble, as she pulled the thread...

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Cycles of life stream reams of joy and pain
Alternating nets and magnets of sunshine and rain
Sifting through rest and strain  

When by default I favour a fault
That in my right sense I should halt
Meaning...

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A lone black crow
sits on a limb of a tree

amongst a crowd of trees
that surround the townhouses.

The trees' silhouettes 
are drawn on the brick; 

on the shingled roofs;
by the Sun this Late January. 

The dark...

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Careless talker

When emotions are
Bottle up in side
We long to be hug
But still make it hide

But comes a day
We let our guards down
And then some can use it
To do you so wrong

I read a verse from...

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There is beauty in your absence
     there is greatness in your silence
there is pain in your wishes
     In your innards, there are dreams
Poetry and you are synonymous
     I am synonymous...

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A CHILD’S EASEL

We bought it used at an art store
And cleaned it with soap and water.
Then stood it on the living room floor:
A child’s easel for our daughter.

You would draw on it with a marker,
Or...

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Trump Barker In Sideshow

Trump's financial records are n New York on file
Look like he is going through period of denial
Seems so rich and everything he can afford
Even made Daughter Chairman of a board.

If asking her...

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Some decisions must be made
And they could be the wrong ones,
Since opinions may not jive
With yours and might be strong ones.

Everybody’s comfort level
Varies so completely,
Even with the facts, the pros and cons
Don’t line up neatly.

Trust...

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