Long Stillborn Poems

Poems about Poems V

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

There is a small cleanness about her,
as though she has always just been washed,
and there is a dull obedience to convention
in her accommodating slenderness
as she feints at her salad.

She...

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That's queer!
said transculturing Curiosity,
peering out Her sacred big-boxed window
panes of misty white fog
gently covering her view
of upstream tiding River's
mysterious grey
reverse time flow

Sometimes,

OK, really too often,
I could use more courageous exercise

But, Other times
I'm more content, inviting...

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KING CYRUS THE GREAT

So; here comes the story of that King Cyrus the Great 
Whose history for some of us is still well up for debate

But; it’s such a darn good story, it well deserves...

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Behold! 

A gaping black-
Curtains of a heaven, drawn
Set adrift
Across the wilt of the zodiac! 

An’ so, she emerged

An’ madness dreamt into reality 
A bow, to tether-
Then glide down humanity
Every heart string, to vibrate an’ tear-
Tooth...

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wobbling
   earth
      Phoebus
          slipover
               &
...

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O Aphrodite,
Grecian fertility goddess
Matriarch idol of the womb,
your wise children love not reproducing
— Ancient Zion chant
heard in the echo chambers
of the caverns along the Aegean sea

Dwindling cries, dashed on the rocks
in luxurious maternity wards,
are slowly...

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These are poems for my friend and fellow poet Kevin Roberts...

Nightfall
by Michael R. Burch

for Kevin Nicholas Roberts

Only the long dolor of dusk delights me now,
   as I await death.
The rain has ruined the...

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There Were The Echoes Of Her Touch

In my lost and wandering days
Old black shoes and eyes cold gray
Wind whispering in dawn silence
Could world ever stop its violence.
There were the echoes of her touch
What the hell,...

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In his hand is a smoking rose, as the sorcerer is in flagrante delicto,               
in his own image the beast has...

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I guess you could say I was more than just devoted
I guess I could say I was your true friend till the end
Like every Soldier never left a fellow Soldier on the Battlefield
That's not how...

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To die young, undeterred by humanity/ 
to sleep free, undefered by calamity/

To leave earth without hesitant pride/
No biases present to put aside/

A father watches as his infant sleeps/
he prays to god, ” leave him for...

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Stillborn
a mood of aberrant colour
a stain on the Artist’s worlds
a heart pulsating with pain
a wide range of intense ardour
mixed  on a fine palette
and a paintbrush adorning the world
with colours of imagination, Faith and Art
real...

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I was born in a banana republic,
Between the carnivorous chains of Françafrique,
In an open-air dumpster,
Where tyranny, barbarity, and savagery speak with arrogance.
I am perfumed with all the nauseating scents of misery.
I grew up under the...

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Jobs 3:1-26
Let the day perish on which I was born,
    and the night that said,
    ‘A man is conceived.’
 Let that day be darkness!
    May God...

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Let the day perish on which I was born,
    and the night that said,
    ‘A man is conceived.’
 Let that day be darkness!
    May God above...

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Forecasts

 
'...the burnt-out end of smoky days'

                            T.S....

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One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

The apparent insanity of inmates
and prisoners
and addicts, conspiracy theorists and paranoids,
does not prove,
nor necessarily even suggest,
the keepers are not also self-entitled nuts
with unhealthy powers,
narcissistic self-serving authorities,
delegated detached responsibilities
primally loyal to...

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Enervated and energized after cold shower
the perfect tonic to gin body though o'clock
wee hours August thirty one two thousand
nineteen - natural buzz to stave off relished
sleep, thus refueled with zest able to chop
chop thru printed...

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Twin eyes, twin perspectives
Pick your poison; they're both too hard to explain
The cloudy sphere raining down once again
While it's earthen brother quakes uncontrollably

Ten years passed as ten years started
A growling eclipse blots the sun and...

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Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly
Fraying my nerves raw
with oxidized guitar strings.
my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage
onto clay vinyl grooves
s p i n n i n g
endless nights
of
suffocation.

a midnight jazz wail
lacerates
the void of your absence.
notes gnaw through bone marrow
ravenous...

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'...the burnt-out end of smoky days'



                    T.S. Eliot


 

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The evening rumbles in 

and grumbles, tea...

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You walked the earth with soil-stained hands,
A woman sowing life with tender plans,
Did you know your touch could wake in me
A heartbeat trapped in root and seed?

Each morning came with songs you hummed,
Soft sunlit hymns...

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I never seen your smile
 I never heard your cry,
You where here only for a moment,
 and only God knows why.

A piece of me you took with you
  on that tragic day,
In pieces I...

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life is so cold without you
i find myself covered in ice under my sheets
the heat has all but stopped working
the main source of electricity is gone

there is no chemistry that's active
i have to do everything...

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"Still Born"

Shh!! Mommy, quiet, quiet she is still sleeping
Shh!! Mommy, quiet, quiet she is off dreaming
Shh!! Mommy, before you wake her: “My baby sister!”

Now look what you have done, you gone and woke her!
Please, mommy...

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