Long Sunning Poems

If ever a moment in real life deserved a romantic, melancholy
backing track, it would have been that one ... we'd spent the
entire afternoon at Ferry Beach, sunning and playing frisbee, I
playing guitar, she practicing her...

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I was in my backyard sunning, while lost in warm daydreams,
Enjoying red raspberries, while listening to the birds sing.

Lying on afternoon chaise, in the golden midst of hot July,
As I watched mauve butterflies, and lazy...

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T Salamander enjoyed local fame
down by the creek, there with her daughter.
Prided herself on her inky black frame,
bathing each day in the cool, brackish water.
She set amphibious cold-blooded hearts
on fire, exploding, through black magic arts.
All...

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Light verse and nonsense verse

Mini-Ode to Stamina
by Michael R. Burch 
 
When you’ve given so much
that I can’t bear your touch,
then from a safe distance
let me admire your persistence.



The Trouble with Elephants
by Michael R. Burch...

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Epigrams VI

These are humorous epigrams including a form I call "Less Heroic Couplets." 



Less Heroic Couplets: Mini-Ode to Stamina
by Michael R. Burch
 
When you’ve given so much
that I can’t bear your touch,
then from a safe...

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Erotic Poems I

Less Heroic Couplets: Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch

Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.


Erotic Errata
by Michael R. Burch

I didn’t mean to love you; if I did,
it came unbid-
en, and should’ve remained...

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Northerners are heading south 
Blue and Orange in an east coast bout 
Right now individuals who are sweet and peach 
Relaxing sunning on a Tampa Bay beach 
Not showing power 
To those folks on an...

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He was there, He told me so!
On that cloudy morning a few years ago,
When a shaft of light from the Montana sky
Fell on his grave and caught my eye.
The raindrops that fell as if tears...

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Plodding, trodding, onward I went,
Through a life of self-targeted perfidy. 
Onward, outward, straight up and bent,
Toward Second Half-Century City.

Finally lost, with nothing but need,
Flailing, wailing, and sick,
I sat myself down, drank the last of my...

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I WISH I WEREN’T A FROG
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



I wish I were a frog sunning myself on a lily pad
No cares or worries to drive me mad or sad
I’ll  play it cool, wait for insects...

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“Do you like yabbies?” Barry asked. I replied “Are you sick!
I’d just like to ask you; now is the Pope a Catholic?” …
So we headed off across the ranges, where Barry’s cousin Ray,
had a dam...

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Erotic Errata
by Michael R. Burch

I didn’t mean to love you; if I did,
it came unbid-
en, and should’ve remained hid-
den!

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Less Heroic Couplets: Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch

Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.

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Negligibles
by Michael...

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Beneath the city the river fishing is good.

I roam with tackle and pole below those wiggling tapeworms
Wound around the cement underbelly of bridges
Devouring the guts of the city’s glamour
Down here where shadows are long as...

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Temps of the Morn
         Jeannie Flinn Furlong

Frozen in time, brrr isn’t it chilling!  But, thinking what a cool way to go!
Red that color starts at the...

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Since she is here with me 

Here upon uncharted land
I wander as I please
Silence comes the morning sun
now streaming through the trees

Destinations carry me
along a sorted way
Down the path to anywhere
on any given day

Corners I...

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We embarked on an adventure
That was quite quixotic
A scientific dream quencher
Searching for exotics

We started where we thought made sense
Out on the sunning docks
Where perhaps there’d be an immense
Native Great White Butt Ox

We packed all of...

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Leafy ferns and little frogs
Toads live in the garden
Weeds and grass and daffodils
And poop...I beg your pardon

Yes poop is in there from the cat
That roams around the houses
Just pick it out or grind it in
It...

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Fragile the stems numbered in their days
That dance in spring, in the falling rays
Above the hills weathered softly by a mist
When shone the first morning light of bliss.

That 'tween the thickets wild and coursing air
Sprouts...

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He is now a band of sky, 
a bird, a cloud, a stream of blue 
drifting by in midafternoon,
a dragonfly, a butterfly, a ray of light dancing by, 
a sheet of loose paper floating in...

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Long ago a cowbird was raised in a white doves beautiful nest.
But there became a time when together the chicks no longer fit.
The cowbird came to a choice to either come out on the branch…
Or...

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Here the Bluejay***

Here!  Here!  …These tall,
Spindly stalks, although sweetly 
JGreen, with their crowns bobbing
In the touches of air…the Cosmos
   Flowers wait…
For their rippling nocturne to begin,
To sound forth the garden dances
…Here
To...

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MR. PLAYER COMES CALLING

Playful monkeys on trunks of gold.
Banana like branches, like hammocks.
“My friends and family dynamics…
Oh, the fun of the life I pleasantly hold!”

Jealous of a competing tree…so calm.
So busy at her task, sun...

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On a clear day, under a blue sky
My friends and I
Decided to go for a picnic lunch
So we headed out with a basket full of yummy
Things to munch on
The walk was long
But we were having...

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LONESOME
SOUND 
			
Old man said he could hear that whistle blow a hundred miles 
and they could write a song about that. 
Said he could tell how many cars a train freighted 
just by how sad...

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