Long Thereon Poems

Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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Oft in My Thought
by Charles D'Orleans
translation by Michael R. Burch

So often in my busy mind I sought,
Around the advent of the fledgling year,
For something pretty that I really ought
To give my lady dear;
But that sweet...

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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...



The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand
by Michael R. Burch

“Dust to dust ...”

I stumbled, aghast,
into a valley of dust and bone
where all men become,
at last, the same color...

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In sandy Egypt lived three men
In ancient days when pharaohs reigned
The kingdom of the pyramids,
Osiris and that Isis’ den,
Whom everyone worships and heeds,
Or at least doing so they feigned,
And those gods too blessed them and...

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Jefferson’s Reply to Rev. Jonah Stoughton


					Monticello
					July 1, 1826

Sir, I have before me your letter of 
the second of June, and I thank you warmly
for having taken the time to write me. 
I have read it...

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RHYMES FOR SHARED TIMES

Maintain shared possessions - clean, tidy and in working CONDITION
Share responsibilities, or allocate them in a fair and balanced PARTITION

Keep your promises and earn TRUST
Be as truthful as possible and do not...

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Dragon was hatched in the year of the Dragon, on the Chinese Zodiac.
But, then so was I. Yep folks, that makes me so very, amazingly wise.
Because I was born in the year of the Dragon,...

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Moon 
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Once night Gretta Foster sat in the backyard, 
building a rocket ship that ought to take her a-far, 
she had been working day and night - tirelessly, 
hammering, programming, all so...

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The world had caved in on me once again and I counted the pressure

looked outside and felt sad unbalanced restless and torn from myself

Wild winds were brewing and surfing the waves seemed out of question

sand...

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(22) And the pangs of childbirth drove her unto the trunk of the palm-tree. She said: Oh, would that I had died ere this and had become a thing of naught, forgotten! (23) Then (one)...

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I was out walking my dragon, when I came across a Dogasaurus Rex.
It really wasn’t so bad until; they got into a real life-pissing contest.
My dragons’ roar was way less than his, and spitting fire,...

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"See, I have set before you today life and good, death and evil,
in that I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in His ways, and to keep His commandments, His...

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I awaken after said storm thrown weakened am I
In awe in wonderment as to where I espy

Fervent to silent as I witness this breathing space
As I slowly rise my tall in this seeing succulent heaven...

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Waves of thought to the innocent mind come
if form of work is religion
why there are differences real fake
why someone is Hindu and Muslim is someone?


Why is there so much difference between the temple and the...

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New Zealand all over Sea and land,NEWS

On blood bath of Kiwi ever since her birth,1856 

On killing 50 lives settled to fight their bellies battle

“Land of long white cloud” mean New Zealand

How truth this? 50...

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"The Creepers", first part

She has humiliating lives have been exhausted in repenting
countless of her contribution is of no value , even sacrificing
humiliation hurting her heart as like as knife again and again
she is deadly silent...

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The soul of an woman is bigger than the sky and the sea
radiance of her heart is much more sweet than moonshing.
There is no limit to her glories
abundant compassion to nourish,
in every corner of world...

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The Creepers second part

Her mind ached at the thought of having to fight with her own man
the trumpet blows in the blink of her eye to destroy then.
She is not able to win his heart...

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In the crowd the anxious feeling was contagious.
There was a general feeling of disquiet.
A foreboding loomed, that something pending, might happen.
Cornered eyes darted around fleeting expectant.
Then, someone yelled: "Fire!", "Fire!"
The crowd panicked, instant stampede for...

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Bilocation is a term that pecks at my mind's tree
Seeking to make a hole and create a nest of fables
Laying eggs of verity and hatching belief

Whether a person can be at two places at the...

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Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler,
nocturnal  venturesome brushstroke sort,
they paint sound and city pastel,
never at a loss for inspiration,
weather neither bar nor barrier,
in the face of whirlwind snowfall,
freezing ice, torrential downpour,
within themselves,...

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There once was a gray cottontail rabbit.
All of her brothers and sisters were brown.
The gray one, named Suzie, had a habit.
She would hide when the family went to town.

One Sunday they were on their way...

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While strolling through the graveyard the other day, I was drawn,
To a host of stones with creative and pithy epitaphs etched thereon!
Such flowing poetic verse is deemed worthy of recording for posterity,
Due to its peculiarity,...

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Alas, never seen along highways and byways anymore,
Was some very classic poetry that has become American lore!
'Tis sad that these masterpieces have vanished from the scene.
So I want to add some Burma Shave verse from...

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