Long Tinseled Poems

Fahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch

From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...

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Poems about Poems IV

The Toast
by Michael R. Burch

For longings warmed by tepid suns
(brief lusts that animated clay),
for passions wilted at the bud
and skies grown desolate and gray,
for stars that fell from tinseled heights
and mountains bleak...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems X

These are early poems written in my teens and twenties.

Regret
by Michael R. Burch

Regret,
a bitter
ache to bear...

once starlight
languished
in your hair...

a shining there
as brief
as rare.

Regret,
a pain
I chose to bear...

unleash
the torrent
of your hair...

and show me
once...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch



Smoke
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within (the din was in)...

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New Year Poetry

Auld Lange Syne
by Robert Burns
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days for which we pine?

For times we shared, my darling,
Days passed,...

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As the peacock-sage 
waves of whimsical peace
faded in silence's 
pale watercolors, 
I masked my 
eerie eyelashes, 
with drifting 
angel-mist smog. 
For, I sensed the 
wistful wailings of 
ambrosial lilies, 
encased in my 
heart's crystal casket,...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and I was still shopping
when I would much rather have been bar to bar hopping.
I juggled bags of presents that cost far too much dough.
The sidewalks were crowded and then...

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Good Christmases never come with chipped teacups.
Good Christmases don't kick,  
                       ...

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The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
     one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings, 
          breathlessly whisking up a...

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Foggy mists engulfed the bright 
When raindrops fell throughout the night 
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark, 
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park 

Soaked wet through with glistening skin 
Revealing all true love within 
Drenched...

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Timmy Jimmy O'Blimey was a boy who loved Christmas and joyful happy faces   
So when he saw an old man living on the street with nothing to eat, he felt  sad 
Though...

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There was a homeless lady,
one afternoon, outside the hospital.
Was she homeless? I don’t know.
She had a ladened shopping cart,
which, on TV, is kind of a signature.
We were inside, waiting for an Uber.

She was outside, in...

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Boughs of evergreens grace mantles above fireplaces.
Children await Santa Claus with smiles on their faces.
Beribboned wreaths are hung on many a front door,
but to me the spirit of Christmas means so much more.

The greatest gift...

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Just the other day in this tiny somewhat corrupted
As polluted want to be so much more, tempered town
In tinseled dreams formulated by their minute elite ? Borne
Longings passed onward by father's gold rush these, railroad...

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Gone were silver tinseled trees
                            reflecting smiling faces
on...

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It was the bronzed bell of a tinseled Ocean ship.
Until destiny was scuttled by a fiery water witch.  
In time, it became the haunting clang upon a reef.
A macabre Nic Nac for cliques that...

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Middays muse; with tinseled fingers and what is this, but a mockeries dust amid the wind....

Lost laxus, in its own schematics malignful maze everwinding unto inevitables end within

A self-fulfillings twisted prophecy spelling this enigmas day...

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My Christmas tree in sparkling dress
stands in my window to impress.
She smiles at all the passersby.
She waves hello.  She is not shy.

She winks at all the trees she sees
in nearby houses on the street.
She...

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Tis the season of hell,
Spending money you don't have to make others smile bright.
While your dieing inside,
wishing upon an angels wing that it would be all over already.
While putting  gifts under the tinseled tree.
Tis...

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Oh What A Christmas Tree

Mistletoes, poinsettias, holly, and pinecones, stimulate their confidences regarding passage,
Tenuous fancied is the Norfolk pine, object facing, particular noble fir, and unique blue spruce trees,
These choice picks are amidst the well-bred...

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The near wintry fog hangs low around the porch
like an aperture of  a grey sky
diffusing tinseled light …and in my quietude,
I listen to a whiff, a rhythm which anchors on gently
almost languid in the...

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*Image of Santa Clause, Charlie Calvin by Giphy.

The Glass Orb

In an e'er thus oft agitated contorted crystalline world,
Unconsciously being tinseled by the energies that transpire,
Flurries of fakery enshroud the encircled glassful menagerie.
Indifferent minions from habit,...

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Tinseled reflexives...

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Christmas decor has begun to bore
Season's diminishing returns must not ignore
Ingenious craft stagnates; no longer hearts implore
Straggling trinkets of blithe, Christmas lore
To be quickly discarded or saved for dated encore
Spent wreaths fading yellow on every...

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Tinseled hearts and alabaster dreams on silk pillows of yesterday 
the scent of mother's hair and the vapors of a sweet cigarette.  
An angel streams inside my memory like a ribbon of silver and...

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