Long Synch Poems

Poems about Things that Break I
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old...

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Poems about Things that Break III
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old...

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Sonnets LXXI-LXXX

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you...

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Forged in the pit of despair, the Megacity to dwell.
One Place
to rule them all.
Hell.

Let us come soon to surface in false identity,
Saviours, Creators, with no indemnity.
Pen Pal- Secret Admirers, Watchers watching over-- humanity-like Dire Wolves...

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The stench of power

  There’s a common smell of bull*****been spreading through this land 
Blair and Brown once had the power to spend spend spend out of hand
The banks...

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STROKIN’: PART THREE
THE FULLBACK

He was twenty-eight yards and
thirty-two seconds from the end of a career
He had broken several bones, had a permanent
limp, knew the burden of performance to be an
unforgiving weight like the heavy black...

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Here I sit vigorously trying to escape from behind these crimson bars of doubt and shame
With yet another thought and looking for someone else to blame
Tears fall from my weeping eyes dropping to the dirty...

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Speak to me in iambic pentameter
and weave Shakespeare sonnets with Milton anecdotes.
Read me riddles and rhymes divulged 
over uneaten dinners and swing-sets with broken chains.
Allow me to lip-synch to your ballad of broken piano-fingers
and I...

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Ruminating on the events over two-thousand years ago:
the life, suffering, death, burial of Jesus, and the exciting,
dramatic, and supernatural arousal of Christ, incarnate -
from death to life, of the imputation - his sacrifice.

Jesus is the...

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The Christmas Cafe

I scratch my nails
against my head
and 
ponder a while in thought,
but my soul turns bare

And Death twirls 
his curled hair. 
Taunting me 
as my breaths 
become caught. 

Caught between
the living and the dead....

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The voices of my present state and feelings echo
down into my mother’s sympathetic ears,
They resonate…in no barriers, she decodes
with her warm understanding and great love overflow.

She hears my footsteps on trails of joy and contentment,
giving...

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the year is still young and those resolutions are still being met
but how do we make the most of the time that's coming yet?
time is so fleeting and the only time we have is now
so...

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Quietly filling
 deep cups of the red blossoms.
 The morning sunrise.

 The rock bowl is full.
 Filled by the rain for the birds
 and for my quiet mind.

 Dried stalks of rhubarb
 turn brittle in...

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on His messianic mission Jesus sent out two of His men
to retrieve an untamed ass for He had need of him
It was a prophetic moment whose time had finally come
for the Messiah to ride on...

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My daily walk for exercise has changed;
for there are souls along the path
I have not seen before.  Oh yes,
the regulars are there,
and smile at me, too often share
my miseries from ice and snow
and muscles...

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why this question?
why this need to question?
why this need to write about the need to question?

How much of what I do, directly results in what gets done. And how much of what 
I do actually...

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For seven months now, this exercise
class at 8 a.m. Forty minutes. Tedious –
one small rip across the smooth fiber
of morning. I don’t want to be skinny,
just full of energy and run. No stress –
ready to...

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Summer comes out to
play
Laze around on
sunshine days
Let it warm your
heart
Have the sun hug you
Feed your soul
The only way to go
Bum around on the
beaches
Draw that line
through the sand
Building monuments 
Wear your cool
sunglasses 
Show a bit of...

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Watch the Throne

Date: Sat, Jan 23 2016 at 5:17 AM

This Crown isn't handed by Man
You can't Phantom
The Granulous
Crown given by God
Not even the Devil or any Enemy could Rob
The Son of the Stars
And Heaven
No matter...

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SPIRIT AND STONE &
A GREAT LAKE NEARBY

Her father was
a difficult contradiction,
annoyingly similar to a certain
type of teacher, minister or priest,
to a certain type of imam, rabbi
or occasional poet, a confounding
combination of spirit and stone,
a faith...

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Your smile shines~
as the new morn breaks
upon wisteria water 
reflecting sunlight kisses 
on sleepy teal trees.

Your laughters echo~
upon the verdun leaves 
that radiate  a lilac shade 
as the sun goes up
like your eyes that...

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"Fall About Color"
says the identifying sticker: "Colors to 
wow right now," its slogan, stuck in the midst 
of "Viola" blossoms, masses of furry white 
and purple faces, nestling in heart-shaped leaves; 
a few buds, all...

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... then again I'm almost 24
but i wish i could be 8 again, Kobe
Ignorance isn't bliss, it's a door
of perception, shoutout to Huxley 
Bliss is knowledge & knowledge is power
& that's an insurmountable tower
but all...

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While everything’s still out of synch,
A long flight gives one time to think.
To take a step back from the brink,
Commit the journey’s thoughts to ink.
To muse a little more...

A final skip across the pond,
Returning from...

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FIRST DATE


He picked me up and called me wife.
His eyes earth brown and bound with mirth.
His rod doth reel me in his life.
Did God but see this at my birth?


     ...

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