Long Starstruck Poems

Observance
by Michael R. Burch

Here the hills are old and rolling
carefully in their old age;
on the horizon youthful mountains
bathe themselves in windblown fountains...

By dying leaves and falling raindrops,
I have traced time's starts and stops,
and I have...

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Poems about Poems III

Radiance
by Michael R. Burch

for Dylan Thomas

The poet delves earth’s detritus?hard toil?
for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet;
each syllable his pen excretes?dense soil,
dark images impacted, rooted clay.

The poet sees the sea but...

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Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham
There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer.
My pals and I back...

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Poems about Flight, Flying, and Birds (I)



Flight
by Michael R. Burch

It is the nature of loveliness to vanish
as hummingbird wings, batting against nothingness
seek transcendence...



Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching...

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Poems about Poets I


The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch

for Leslie Mellichamp

The stars were always there, too-bright cliches:
scintillant truths the jaded world outgrew
as baffled poets winged keyed kites—amazed,
in dream of shocks that suddenly came true ...

but...

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The victim list keeps growing

But no one really cares

The gristmill claims another one

Keep your hands in and don't stare

Hollywood is the golden land

The eternal silver screen

But many souls are lost here

A lot of greats or...

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  In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, 
skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, 
you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness 
wronged-vaped, winged
to the wilderness by their covens,...

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Let's dwell a tiny bit  on that  skill  most hanker after,
of mastering a language that especially enthrals,
infused with magic rhythm so fervent,
pulsing music lilt,  anthem-rich samba,
think for one ecstatic heady moment,
if...

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   Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic.
The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics.
Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics.
Get high off of my knock off water on...

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I dreamed a lot when I was young,
my mind still wanders to this day,
so much I wanted to achieve,
so much that I yearned to stay.

Was once a wide-eyed optimist,
believed I’d do it all with class,
but...

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I have asked myself time and time again....

If I could write the most beautiful of words

Within the most alluring and colorful of ways

The pinnacles of splendid and eloquently written verse

Amid the highest echelons of majestical...

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The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
 
(for Leslie Mellichamp, the late editor of The Lyric,
who was a friend and mentor to many poets, and
a fine poet in his own right)
 
The stars were always there,...

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-Daily Poetry #5, February 2, 2017-
Word: Feather
I swear that I am dreaming, as I look out the balcony window on a snowy day,
Another being stares at me from behind the glass door,
Bright eyes and wings...

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I've never met anyone quite like you,
Someone who's so infuriatingly perfect at everything they try.
Someone that has never once judged me or looked at me differently
Even after they've seen me cry and I-

Don't think that...

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I stood starstruck in the midst of an angel.
Her beauty shines brighter than the North.
Guiding me to a heavenly haven
from the surrounding hellish terrain.
Her eyes, induced with the illuminous grace
of a full moon among dark...

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How can it be possible to want someone so much?
to want to feel their soft, innocent touch
I want him so bad that I can’t wait to dream about him 
but when I see him in...

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The bouquet arrived with one red rose, encased in a mass of white, the single rose told of
a secret, always denied by his dear wife.

Like clockwork every month of May the red rose he would...

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I am just a country boy at heart
mustang free wild at spirit
Awakening to the bliss birds singing love piercing into a soul
Treasure gem in the promised land
dewdrops are falling rubbing them into my fingers 
wind...

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Voices from another galaxy 
drop hints about this blissful daydream dwelling I’m 
obsessed with.
They douse the strident yelping from an unrestrained stray pup in my neighbourhood,
when it breaks clear of its tan leather muzzle with...

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--Ashtray's Mistakes--


Prehistoric defibrillating battlegrounds. The memorial, obviously unpleasant.

Entrapped in the know how, detrimental reimbursement.

Sundried; like the corpse of a moon bridge, fading away.

Tinfoil hats do no justice. Kin heart, rose defiled.

Disappointment, incomprehensible. Figurative…Imaginary. Could have...

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Did err' the tactile heart retreat,
no more to trust, no more to speak,
of hopeful folly or treasured weeks.
But only gave a duped reply.
"I will not give myself again"
the little fragile heart replied.

Oh, how the tactile...

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HEARTBEATS ON PAS FE DEUX

Starstruck by your smile as I opened my eyes
Snow-white cheeks glows to peaches sweet
Running fingertip to heart shaped lips

As spring breeze kiss, I am a lady longing to grow
Fear a lost...

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There are always doubts burrowing
Evading, stinging as they cling
I began to whimper in their tremors
Bleating like a lamb
With a sinking heart

And as I sobbed in the light of
Pain's accustomed reality,
I forgot how starstruck I was
I...

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Here's another sound story of doubt and worry
mind and heart torn apart for a stupid argument
at least they can agree on something...
at least they can agree on something....
my perception of perfection is off by key
only...

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Fantasy 2-22-24  
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Parade

At midnight dawn my mind escapes parting the stars
Making my way to a summerland torchlight parade
Where grand marshals of zebra fish 
Lead the festival from fiery snow drifts of spun clouds
Making way...

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