Long Tide Poems
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My Uncanny Sighs of Distress and the Tears of TribulationI’m in distress
I can’t express
How I feel deep down inside
This feeling is a terrible tide
How do I impress
Everyone here in excess?
I’m just here to simply abide
By God’s Law, I don’t subside
My tears are diamonds in...
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Categories:
tide, angst, courage, emotions, encouraging, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme
Falling Into Place: Solace SolitudeLet me take a little sip
Of your blessed, breathtaking brilliance that will numb...
This pain I have in this heart of stone
The voices in my head won't leave me alone
I thought I was on my own,...
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Categories:
tide, deep, desire,
Form:
Lyric
Live 2 B U{intro}
(Whisper) mmmmhmmm
Turn me on by your tranquil, no-drama-no-trauma tune
It will be noon soon,
My sweet maroon moon
Don't panic, maniac of mine...you're swimming in your lament lagoon
Ohhhhh...
Please
Hear me out
At ease,
I hear your victory shout!!!
Ooooo I-I-I-I...
{verse...
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Categories:
tide, angst, anxiety, deep, depression, desire, fear, hope,
Form:
Lyric
Below the Horizon - Shallow ShameAgony be to society's demise
Labels are for fools, not for the wise
Play the familiar tune of in-unison serenity
Fatality won't come any time soon, thankfully...
Homeless people were on the news not to long ago...I weep...
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Categories:
tide, cute, deep, depression, desire,
Form:
Free verse
Emo LoveWith this needle and thread I stitch the wounds Avril left
but with this blade I angrily carve a new
rough, short, jagged adjacent from the bone in my wrist
for a reflection of our relationship
and an outlet...
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Categories:
tide, anxiety, beauty, emo, i love you, jealousy,
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:
tide, assonance, extended metaphor, language, metaphor, music, poetry,
Form:
Verse
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:
tide, journey, love, mother daughter,
Form:
Epic
Halloween PoemsIt's Halloween!
Michael R. Burch
If evening falls
on graveyard walls
far softer than a sigh;
if shadows fly
moon-sickled skies,
while children toss their heads
uneasy in their beds,
beware the witch's eye!
If goblins loom
within the gloom
till playful pups grow terse;
if birds give...
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Categories:
tide, children, grave, halloween, horror, myth, silly, surreal,
Form:
Rhyme
InstructionInstruction
by Michael R. Burch
Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.
Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset
of night is in the despairing skies;
each hut shuts its bright bewildered eyes.
The...
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Categories:
tide, extended metaphor, fantasy, happiness, hope, hyperbole, i
Form:
Pastoral
Poems About Poems IPoems about Poems (I)
What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch
What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
~~~underwater~~~
watching the shoreline blur
sees through his breath’s weightless bubbles...
Both worlds grow obscure.
Muse/Goddess
by Michael R. Burch
“What will you conceive in...
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Categories:
tide, creation, god, muse, poems, poetry, poets, words,
Form:
Rhyme
It's HalloweenIt's Halloween!
Michael R. Burch
If evening falls
on graveyard walls
far softer than a sigh;
if shadows fly
moon-sickled skies,
while children toss their heads
uneasy in their beds,
beware the witch's eye!
If goblins loom
within the gloom
till playful pups grow terse;
if birds give...
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Categories:
tide, cat, children, evil, grave, halloween, horror, moon,
Form:
Verse
Rejection Slips 2Rejection Slips 2
The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,
the monthly penance
of flowers,
the annual wake,
the face in the...
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Categories:
tide, beauty, death, desire, life, longing, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Rejection Slips 3Rejection Slips 3
Rejection Slip
by Michael R. Burch
Whenever my writing gets rejected,
I always wonder how the rejecter got elected.
Are we exchanging at the same Bourse?
(Excepting present company, of course!)
When editors reject my poems, did I slip...
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Categories:
tide, death, desire, family, heart, life, longing, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Juvenilia: Early Poems ViJuvenilia: Early Poems VI
An Illusion
by Michael R. Burch
The sky was as hushed as the breath of a bee
and the world was bathed in shades of palest gold
when I awoke.
She came to me with the sound...
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Categories:
tide, poetry, poets, teen, teenage, write, writing, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
Salvation of a Formalist, An Ode To EntropySalvation of a Formalist, an Ode to Entropy
by Michael R. Burch
Entropy?
God's universal decree
That I get to be
Disorderly?
Suddenly
My erstwhile boxed-in verse is free?
Wheeeeee!
Eternal Currents
by Michael R. Burch
How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm...
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Categories:
tide, humor, humorous, light, nonsense, satire, write, writing,
Form:
Light Verse
Poems About Fathers and Grandfathers IPoems about Fathers and Grandfathers I
I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his life by not taking dialysis …
Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation/interpretation...
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Categories:
tide, father, father daughter, father son, fathers day,
Form:
Rhyme
RipR.I.P.
by Michael R. Burch
When I am lain to rest
and my soul is no longer intact,
but dissolving, like a sunset
diminishing to the west...
and when at last
before His throne my past
is put to test
and the demons...
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Categories:
tide, death, dream, funeral, grave, judgement, sleep, sunset,
Form:
Verse
The Making of a PoetThe Making of a Poet
by Michael R. Burch
While I don’t consider “Poetry” to be my best poem—I wrote the first version in my teens—it’s a poem that holds special meaning for me; I call it...
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Categories:
tide, art, love, poems, poetry, poets, write, writing,
Form:
Verse
VillanellesVillanelles
The villanelle is a poetic form based on repetition, with a double refrain.
Villanelle: The Divide
by Michael R. Burch
The sea was not salt the first tide...
was man born to sorrow that first day,
with the...
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Categories:
tide, moon, repetition, romance, romantic, romantic love, sea,
Form:
Villanelle
Medieval Poems IiMedieval Poems
Wulf and Eadwacer
(Old English circa 990 AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
My people pursue him like crippled prey.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches their pack.
We are so different!
Wulf's on one island; I'm on...
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Categories:
tide, angel, england, love, middle school, poetry, song,
Form:
Rhyme
No MarkNo Mark
by Michael R. Burch
A wave implodes,
impaled upon
impassive rocks...
this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...
you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds demur...
telling me
that nothing returns
as it was before...
here where you have...
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Categories:
tide, break up, change, divorce, extended metaphor, farewell,
Form:
Verse
Native American TranslationsNative American Translations
Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own...
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Categories:
tide, america, earth, native american, nature, prayer,
Form:
Free verse
The State of the ArtThe State of the Art (I)
by Michael R. Burch
Has rhyme lost all its reason
and rhythm, renascence?
Are sonnets out of season
and poems but poor pretense?
Are poets lacking fire,
their words too trite and forced?
What happened to desire?
Has...
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Categories:
tide, art, muse, poems, poetry, poets, romantic, writing,
Form:
Verse
Marina Tsvetaeva TranslationsI Know The Truth
by Marina Tsvetaeva
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
I know the truth?abandon lesser truths!
There's no need for anyone living to struggle!
See? Evening falls, night quickly descends!
So why the useless disputes?generals, poets, lovers?
The wind...
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Categories:
tide, love, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, truth, women,
Form:
Free verse
Let Me Give Her DiamondsLet Me Give Her Diamonds
by Michael R. Burch
Let me give her diamonds
for my heart's
sharp edges.
Let me give her roses
for my soul's
thorn.
Let me give her solace
for my words
of treason.
Let the flowering of love
outlast a winter
season.
Let me...
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Categories:
tide, valentines day,
Form:
Verse