Long Thereupon Poems

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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Long 'ere legends encountered finesse amidst flairs of passionate cravings,
thereupon, be a period wherein an episode occasioned an opportunity that will be reserved forever.
An outbreak of dismembering words are been exchanged between groups of rapscallions.
The...

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He was born with a bushy round follicle-free head
and walks with two legs, because 
he is a Neanderthal(1) mutant,

for he is a mutational product, 
he is an android(2) not found in the evolutionary tree, 
and...

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Our Children


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>>1111>>Knocking on your dreams door<<1111<<

I write for the listeners, I invite poetic winners winning,
  Yeah, an Illmatic stunner here to stun, start running, 
    My dramatic art hitting the bulls eye...

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When the Moon moves between the Earth and Sun
then comes a rare happening that can stun,
above all a syzygy alliance,
the term from the Greek in astro-science.

Once solar eclipses in history
were viewed as a frightening mystery.
Cultural...

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Women are like dogs, but they are not dogs.
Whatever name you call her, that name she would bare.
Should you call her a dog, don’t you expect her to act like a hare
She would certainly give...

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The hour matters none ... for the energies have exhausted.
In the year of our Lord ... nineteen hundred and twelve, April fifteenth.
Writes a future living star ... wish their joys so he may shine.

'Tis to...

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Suddenly over the sudden years
I have felt an encumbrance; I sense an albatross -
the weight of sundry uncharted days.
Times I chronicle today as if I were a wax cylinder
and not the broken spool in a...

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in the beginning was the word and the sound was Ohm
reverberating Gods will within each lifetron His home
Hirayangarbha split into two magnetic polarities
separation and union manifesting as duality
male-female day-night orbits and tides
both in form and...

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Part 3:          AT HEAVEN’S GATES

To set Her free from destiny was far from my design,
but, though unplanned, I touched Her hand to give Her peace of...

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Written: July 08, 2023
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The legacy of the past is tainted to the core. 
A haunting memory, which I deplore.
But in your arms, I am restored.
Embracing a love that is never ignored.

You call me bare-chested, incomplete,
But...

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a man paraphrased "AMEN" UNDER AN AWNING AT THE DAWNING OF ANOTHER DEPLORABLE DAY
AND SUMMONED FORTH THE WORDS OF PROPHECY THE HOLY SPIRIT URGED HIM TO SAY
IT WAS AN AWNING UNDER A BUILDING ON BROADAY...

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Land of Graves

A land of graves makes for quiet neighbors.  
He who blessed or cursed extant thereupon remains 
Shall suffer little disturbance at the will of his resting countrymen.  
The deep silence of...

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[Continued from Part Three]



Thereupon the elder gave them all a single cart.
It was tall and broad with gems adorning every part
and had bells on all four corners plus a balustrade
surrounding, with a hanging awning offering...

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This tale is a human tale,
Now hear the animal wail,
That was a painter of low sorts,
Fewer fines and more of odd lots,
Diminutive and strong,
With a shaggy moustache and beard,
He formed a part of similar looking...

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None knows what signaled him 
Deep down the rim
To get down from the train
As if gone insane 
All on a sudden
Much before the destination
Amidst thunderstorm and torrential rain
Ripping off the existence

Trifling with fear, sadness, guilt
Ignoring...

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A mere civil clerk, in his fifties; tall and bent,
Leading a calm life, with none any argument; 
Albert Camus, in his well-known novel, the Plague, 
Makes Joseph Grand, hero; though, visibly, seems vague...!

He could not...

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His name was Lucifer,
and his home was heaven.
Long story short, he was
summarily dispatched from heaven
and assigned to dwell upon the earth.

Thereupon, Satan was in the serpent;
The serpent was seen in the tree;
The tree was in...

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Lurking amongst shabby, impenetrable, undergrowth,
cloistered effigy is sheltered from casual view,
languishing, neglected, forgotten... but content.

No longer possessing a name; no longer serving a purpose;
whatever inscription once etched thereupon is
long-since faded, lost to the whimsical wisps...

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A cluttered barbershop in my old hometown I fondly call to mind,
Was a gathering place to loaf and socialize, a great place to unwind!
Harry, the barber, kept farmers, the local rabble and boys like me,
Looking...

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IF ever I had a country : XXXI - XXXII

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(This poem is dedicated to Beryl Singleton Bissell, whose book of this name 
reveals her love affair and sometime contretemps with God.  I thank her for 
graciously consenting to a poetic adoption of her...

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How I longeth for thee and never have i to have found
for there truly can be none more fairer than thou
thine alone is a beauty to behold
in so hath that it doeth surpasses my sight
for...

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Skedaddle 

Sneakily 
incognito 
Tip-toe 
to her chamber door, 
Whereupon 
it was ajar,
Never ajar 
was it before. 

Cloak and dagger 
I did intrude 
Across her 
chamber floor,
Thereupon 
she was asleep,
Never asleep 
was she before. 

Bold as...

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