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Echoes of a Shady PastAn icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...
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t be a strange, art, birth, character, courage, dark, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Prose
Echoes Of A Shady Past Part Twon icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...
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Categories:
t be a strange, character, dark, death, emotions, gothic, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Prose
Hitchhiker From Another World 4“Come on, let's get introduced to my play mate in a palm.
Linda, these are Joshua’s true other selfs.”
Lelia emitting a peculiar chuckle.
A comic situation arose where I changed my voice for each of my...
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t be a strange, art, beautiful, beauty, celebration, character, emotions, environment,
Form:
Prose
The Sun's a Liar-Children's Story Short Contest-The Sun Is a Liar
It’s been quite some time since I've awoke early enough to meet the sun coming over the horizon. As I gazed out the window from my bedroom window seat, the sky...
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t be a strange, childhood,
Form:
Prose
An Adverse World Uncurled“I am NOT like my father!!!
You say that again, I’m going to kill you!”
I shrivel up in shame
For, I am not to blame
For the shenanigans you put me through so many times
Sometimes, I wish I...
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Categories:
t be a strange, addiction, anger, angst,
Form:
Free verse
I Am My Father's SonThey were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one shout,
"Clean down the tables with wet sponges! Rouse
Yourselves! And when...
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Categories:
t be a strange, adventure, anger, anxiety, bullying, father, history, introspection,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Light On the Devil's Chord - Day 29Somehow,
Forward, and headlong
I knew it was day again
There was a shift in the dark mutterings of the Devil,
Who now refused to sleep as I refused to sing,
Almost an anticipation in his voice,
As if he...
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Categories:
t be a strange, adventure, bible, conflict, endurance, inspirational, love, war,
Form:
Epic
A Love's DialogueUnique: I need someone to hold me and tell
me it's alright.
I need someone to hold my hands and feel
my pain.
I need someone to kiss away my pain.
I need someone to look into my eyes and...
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Categories:
t be a strange, allusion,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Oak
"Oak"
The guardians
stood around and
shook their heads
great thoughts
quivering
from the ground, roots up,
as if to walk
confidently
with great armies
yet hesitation
was witnessed
in their waving gestures
perplexed
and touching
green crowns,
there they...
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Categories:
t be a strange, dark, journey, light, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Who Put Luebella Down the Wych Elm
"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"
There are rumours
about me, some
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart
shaped planchettes
unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking
underfoot...
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Categories:
t be a strange, muse, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
Blue Sky, Why
"Blue Sky, Why?"
stories speak to us.
inside our heart
is crying.
Blue Sky, Why?
why do children
holding sunflowers
watch their parents die
why do sweet children,
now war torn,
some the battle's orphans,
daily lose their lives
lying in their sick beds
bombed in...
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Categories:
t be a strange, courage, humanity, leadership, light, peace, truth, war,
Form:
Narrative
CurrentsCurrents
by Michael R. Burch
How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the...
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Categories:
t be a strange, assonance, extended metaphor, language, metaphor, music, poetry,
Form:
Verse
Poems of Recanted BachelorhoodPoems of Recanted Bachelorhood
bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch
u
are
charming
& disarming,
but mostly ALARMING
since my resolve
dissolved!
*
Disconcerted
by Michael R. Burch
Beth, my sweet,
fresh as a daisy,
when I’m with you
my heart beats like crazy
& my future gets hazy ...
*
What Goes Around, Comes
by...
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Categories:
t be a strange, desire, engagement, first love, girl, love, marriage,
Form:
Verse
Doggerel IDoggerel I or Nonsense Verse
A$$tronomical
by Michael R. Burch
Einstein, the frizzy-haired,
proved E equals MC squared.
Thus, all mass decreases
as activity ceases?
Not my mass, my a$$ declared!
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good,
half the Bible
is libel.
I came up...
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Categories:
t be a strange, dog, hilarious, humor, humorous, light, nonsense, nursery
Form:
Limerick
Open Oceans
"Open Oceans"
Kneeling on pearls
wisdom preys
praying
preying
hungry hearts
count the days
wasting away
in all that preying
for prayers
to be answered
children become
strangers
reading
strange words
finding
themselves puzzled
genuflecting to a deity
they do not know, nor wish to
fumbling
mouths closed,
swallowed hole
in the...
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Categories:
t be a strange, journey, love, mother daughter,
Form:
Epic
The Payload
"The Payload"
The payload
came crashing down
like rain expelled
from the fat belly
of a ruinous pregnant cloud
bilious with buxom promise
it came crashing down
like school fish released
from the tight confines
of a course rope...
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Categories:
t be a strange, fantasy, muse, mystery, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
LimericksLimericks
by Michael R. Burch
Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch
There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
"When again, gentle bride?"
"Nevermore!" bright-eyed Raven replied.
The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch
The platypus,...
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Categories:
t be a strange, giggle, light, nonsense, parody, silly, smile, word
Form:
Limerick
Frequency
“Frequency”
we are separated
from the others
by a thin membrane
electromagnetic
we are receptors
unignited ununited
only tuned into our own
frequency
existing to be lit
the fuses touching
reaching delicately
that which we do
and do not see,
believe
answers embedded
in tablets read...
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Categories:
t be a strange, future, humanity, muse,
Form:
Narrative
Various Heresies 7Pagans Protest the Intolerance of Christianity
by Michael R. Burch
“We have a common sky.” — Quintus Aurelius Symmachus
We had a common sky
before the Christians came.
We thought there might be gods
but did not know their names.
The common...
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Categories:
t be a strange, angel, atheist, bible, christian, faith, god, jesus,
Form:
Rhyme
THE LAST GOODBYEThis is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody.
...
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Categories:
t be a strange, death, inspirational, loss, love,
Form:
Narrative
EpitaphsEpitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch
I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.
Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch
It's not that every leaf must finally...
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Categories:
t be a strange, bereavement, death, death of a friend, depression,
Form:
Epitaph
VacuumVacuum
by Michael R. Burch
Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...
leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know
that once intrigued us so.
Come then, let us...
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Categories:
t be a strange, education, extended metaphor, farewell, first love, graduation,
Form:
Free verse
Forever
“Forever”
When The Terrors came,
The Uncontrollable Ones,
she closed her eyes
and listened for the notes
her mother had planted
amongst the deep blues,
beds of Forget-Me-Nots,
she followed the
labyrinthine trail
and through a gate unhinged,
it would seem destroyed, thrown aside,
she...
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Categories:
t be a strange, dark, halloween, light, love, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
State of the Art IvState of the Art (IV)
These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry.
Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch
“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” — W. ...
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Categories:
t be a strange, art, muse, poems, poetry, poets, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Poems About Poems IiPoems about Poems (II)
Kin
by Michael R. Burch
for Richard Moore
1.
Shrill gulls,
how like my thoughts
you, struggling, rise
to distant bliss?
the weightless blue of skies
that are not blue
in any atmosphere,
but closest here...
2.
You seek an air
so clear,
so rarified
the effort leaves...
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Categories:
t be a strange, muse, poems, poetry, poets, work, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme