Long Stub Poems

Poems about Poems VI

The Board
by Michael R. Burch

Accessible rhyme is never good.
The penalty is understood?
soft titters from dark board rooms where
the businessmen paste on their hair
and, Walter Mitties, woo the Muse
with reprimands of Dr. Seuss.

The...

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Salve
by Michael R. Burch

for the victims and survivors of 9-11

The world is unsalvageable ...
but as we lie here
in bed
stricken to the heart by love
despite war’s
flickering images,

sometimes we still touch,

laughing, amazed,
that our flesh
does not despair
of love
as...

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Sonnets XC-XCVII

Artificial Smile
by Michael R. Burch

I’m waiting for my artificial teeth
to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob
of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub
between clenched molars, and yank out the grief.

Mine must be art-official?zenlike Art?
a...

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Lost libido as rez erected cockamamie Shtrungool haint no prickly fallacy

The following pastiche 
poetically pricked prick,
whereby fantasy courtesy Eros 
(????) cow licked
country bumpin videlicet hick
bullied who consider me 
on account of a dinky dick.

Me primate...

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Under a tree of wet blossoms, shimmering to life in the sun, one honey bee is circling around two burly men, who wave it off,  with childlike dramatics...arms flailing.   One of them,...

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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their standards and rules of the game:
swaddling was à la mode
cuddling...

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When at five-thirty
In the rubbed-eye haziness
Of ferreting lonesome night walks
The camera-eye refugee
Asleep in the half wakefulness
Of the hour
Peers out of his high turbanned sockets:
Hyde Park's through road links
London's diurnally estranged couple -
The Arch and Gate.

...

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Tuck into the public
private seclusion.

My aversion to inclusion
includes a stub, a tub,
a carelessly careful curation,
a velvet rope, a hint of hope,
a folding chair, softened and stickied 
by foam and frothing soda spills.

A not soundless though...

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Like an arboretum, my smile and laughter fills empty space,
tall stand the trees all huddled together like girlfriends on a chilly night ready to share their secrets.
We lay bare our souls, sat on the bench,...

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Sauna Or Getting Cooked

Going viral, a video clip of a hairy burly Caucasian man in a white towel...
Approaches a steamed up glass door of a presumably hot sauna cubicle....
Opened the door, stepped in and flicked...

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African sun

African sun African sun,
The sun that differed
from any sun in the world.
You kill and scorch all the disable
Creatures in African world.
You're a paradigm during all
arid complicates.
You torture and wallop 
By your excess heat because
We're...

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and me as well,
    through it
       I spring forward
 biting into
        the lushes flesh
in her upper chest
  near...

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would you guide me?
be my golden thread, lead me through the labyrinth of my own mind,
help me travel through the deadly twists and turns,
would you protect me from the beasts inside?
i am empty, a shell,...

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De gyul

The first time see the gyul
Ah want to meet her family
I going to get a diamond ring
I don’t care how much it cost me

gone to ask her to get marry
But she did not say...

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Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew.

Cigarette rims on window ledges stub...

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Once there was dingo, rabidly mad as he could be
who thought he was a Bruce of a man by how he spoke
But no man would call him their 'mate,' for you see...
he was a mongrel...

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There's a murderer outside the door.
He wields a chainsaw because he's a fanatic for extravagant antics.
Fantastic.
He's manic. A bipolar man suffering the manic stage.
Some would say the diagnosis said otherwise. Some would say a misdiagnosis....

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As the candle burned and the old man sat watching and the thoughts

He saw it all so clear and as it passed through and the veil parted

Finally knowing was what counts and seeing them leaving...

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The eraser belonged to me; it was saved by my mother and returned along with many other 
childhood items when I became middle aged. I was curious as to why she would save a 
stubby...

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We are in the age of raging time,
rhyme and reason down the drain
 with our coffee grinds,
quick views and videos, terror on the tubes,
smart-mouths cursing
between commercials
repeating Breaking News.
Find somehow a parking place,
stand in line, glazed...

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I think we should have a
World Sex Day
A universal energy release to
cure Mother Earth
All we do is probe her
private parts
With drilling machines,
bombs and nuclear waste
And leave her on heat
Dissatisfied
Unloved
We leave her oozing with
acidic rain and...

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What you don’t see: I do
A derelict house lumbered down the street
— it had enough of sitting still.
The prickly weeds and spiderwebs spawned ghosts and shards of glass.

People stared and pointed out; aghast they turned...

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AEONIA-
   AEONI-
      AEON-

Vestal purity, all men succumb- the Virgin whose eyes stare silver beams- crystallizing his very soul. He,  and all who gaze upon she.

  ...

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Sitting at the very top of my closet,
a small cedar chest, with treasures I did deposit. 
It was Christmas gift my sweet cousin gave,
for years it has sat there, as if in a grave!
With broken...

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The Soul-train was leaving the station,
Believers were gathered on board.
Their hands were all reaching for heaven, 
And happily praising the lord.
But someone was left on the platform,
A ticket-stub fell from his hands.
He waved as the...

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