Long Swathe Poems

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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{"Corrupted abandonment issues
 swathe me as a probable hazard, and I remain far from sane, I coat over my sentiments and violate the evidence so nonentity would find the remnants of my body, 
I am...

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The story behind this poem
The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and White’ POTD 6 March. They wanted to know more about...

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" Perhaps, life is just a disaster
wrapped in fairy-glow fragments ~
shimmering with stars of death... "

O' beloved moment of time,
take me where I belong,
in the henna haze of scentless leaves
draped in doves of lotus,
I'll whimsically...

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                  Candied isle presents herself immodestly,
   exposing a proud seduction of 
    ...

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Written: October 07, 2023 
Musings on Faith Contest               Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker 

Faith is taking the first step even when you don't...

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Beneath the surface of the perceptive mortal senses
the mind nestles the buds of dreams it desires to see bloom.
Allured by avid aspirations into insipid ignorance,       
it suffers wandering in...

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A butterfly you float in my garden at sunset,
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From behind the shroud of hesitant mind’s layers
Custom stares.
Through the surging gale flapping your wings’ flair
Love comes here,
Proclaiming the tenet that unveils the truth…
Love...

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With women the heart argues, not the mind.
MATTHEW ARNOLD, Merope

1. The stand of old growth Melalucas,  graces the lowlands of our farm.
For over fifty years,  accumulations of leaves have formed small soft islands.

“With...

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1.	They Ask  (For 1984 riots)

Everyone asks;
how were you coupled with him?
Whose desertion
has dried up your eyes.
Finding solace in my gasps
You tell me-
How can I disclose
that the radiance of your blood,
before becoming my vermilion,
is gleaming...

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Death orifice my Libidinous command,
I contras life's ecumenical demand!
Now reach down in this thistle grim,
Desolate me with the edged limb.
Grant this voyeur that glimpse of dead,
A comatose where life and I unwed...
As minutes kiss my...

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spring blesses with scent a mind 
encased in February’s mummy-swathe.
I drop my rags of winter 
stretch out on the warmed porch
thought steps lightly on to a carpet, 
woven of mist and aromatic perfumes,
which glides silently...

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Footprints & more Footprints

Footprints

This morning before the sun reached out
Climbing for its place in the heavens day,
I walked outside to greet it, as is my way
On my beautiful lawn were a lot of bumps,

Turned to...

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The landscapes I paint have a fence or two
Some with pegs stout and straight
Some with bars broken and bent
A fence between the grey gravelly pathway 
And the flashy flowery garden swathe
Or between the rippling river...

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An alchemical raven's gray rhapsody awakens those cynical roses who
Breathe-in the ebony beams of blood-bathed sun, exhaling
Cacophonies that ricochet across these truthful horizons where, 
Depressive roars embalm Lilith's lawns. Awash with smoked prairies and 
Equinoctial...

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Everywhere I see You,
Everywhere I feel You!
In a bit or a byte,
Capturing throughout my vision,
Romantically draping You, in my arms of prison!
Ohh my lady love,You rose my heart & I felt rocked!

Accompanying You, Aimlessly I...

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  As heartrose epitaphs
swathe earthly echoes
   with swelled up  w a v e s
  of spiritual sirens,
sea-fairies collide
  with honeysuckle footprints,
traced by mint-green manta rays
  along aquatic vessel...

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Wealth you seek, hmm let me decide,
Ok let’s trade, work out a fair price,
Sometimes I can be quite extortionate,
This special case, perhaps very nice.

Depends weather, you please me,
Better be good, for our exchange,
Though take great...

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If I should reach out, will you take my hand,
and hold me ‘til I reach that promised land?
Will you stay with me after tears have dried,
and close these lids the moment I have died?
Might you...

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Written: September 18, 2023
Lady Gaga Poetry Contest                    Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Poem inspired by Lady Gaga's...

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Splitting open the rough rocky ledge of my garden,
a sapling grows at the edge of the broken pathway. 
A lone bud blooms unnoticed with the color of spring  
within my heart with the alluring...

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The cascading stream murmurs mystically
as it flows across the pulsating plateau, 
and through the swathing sprawling forest, 
fostering emerald opulence to the ultimate, 
that splashes silver streaks beyond the banks, 
bending on the wavy contours...

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The moistened meadow of my heart 
dries desolate like a desert.
The climbing cloud of parched passion 
doesn’t come low with the mystique shadow, 
makes my overcast mind morose. 

My halcyon horizon waits 
for the southern...

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Ebola

August in twenty fourteen
A sign of death upon the screen
West Africa - Liberia, 
Sierra Leone - now Nigeria

A swathe of death - a swift nasty one
Sweeps through these lands killing one by one
Who knows where...

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I. The Lost

The sting of pain
It never leaves!
My heart

It lingers…
So vastly!
So deeply!
And the internal tears
They continue too!

Persistent
Falling without a sound
Abiding here
Still
Until, they are found

Begrudgingly to quit
Deliberate they fall
Drip…drip……drip
Like blood from a letting
Into the abyss

Reaching through...

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