Long Trope Poems

Merov’s Ghost (1) and Other Shots Across My Bow!

In mid-November of Fourteen, I published my first web verse here, (2)
the earliest spanned sixty years, composed for Senior English class
one night in Nineteen Sixty-One. Assigned just...

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Saul’s twinkling eyes took it all in – the platinum hair framing a first-class face, the silvery sheath dress wrapped around a figure that was out of sight, but in plain view. She was definitely...

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There remains,
among cherished riff-raff,
old trope
tropical wet and warm
reproducing images,

Sadly resilient
and madly resonant,

About organic holes
and tumescent poles,
full-flowering 
young
green feminists
of feckless zero-empty wombs,
glacier valley lows
merely reflecting
volcanic mountain peaks

1's and 0's
blushing co-binaries 
of upright monotheistic YangPower
never
ever yielding to...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss
Collaboration with Kurt Ravidas

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge,
in the midst of ravenous rage and great...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss 
Collaboration with Robert J. Lindley 

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge,
in the midst of ravenous...

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Written: March 4th 2024
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Whilst waiting patience is a probity,
swifter straddling startled savvy scare
strong for people enduring anguish
trope for enthusiastic...

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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) my mind, and I can't say
if...

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Summer Haze
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) my mind, and I can't...

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The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm,
but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?)
with revenue to sate the few, exulting arm in arm;
for all the rest, they wish the best and...

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I sometimes hear a stubborn myth,
that before Europeans came
the locals of America
all lived lives quite peaceful, and tame.

The old trope of the Noble Savage,
that somehow manages to persist,
polls show a disturbing number
of people believe in...

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They ask how this could come about?
How could a young man just snap,
this did not happen way back,
enough to make a good soul doubt.

They wonder why has it changed,
what’s different now than before,
what turns a...

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Friday morning 
I hopped out of the shower, 
popped over to the lavatory counter, 
flopped my most profound sexual characteristic 
down and onto a misplaced curling iron, 
burning the tender center of my-very-being. 
Thankfully 
Ms....

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Form: Alliteration
A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de...

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Team leader Renee peered out
of her faux gold  window  around a pulsing Friday noon.
“Almost like we’re puppets of each other down there.
Maybe everywhere?”
Albert, her partner and co-worker were apt to look down on...

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my humblest apology if you experience addle brained, frazzled, harried, livid with rage akin to bing mad as a hatter gritted teeth syndrome when trying to make head or tails of confusing message, which essentially...

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Where light and darkness interlay,
Resides a tale of mortal kind,
A journey of heart and restless mind.

Behold, 'tis the tale of "The Between Man,"
Who walks the line, where others can't span,
Neither saintly soul, nor villainous wight,
He...

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Hence, I plunge into imagination to encumber suffering,
Athwart are the horizons wider than my pride,
I, one but three, such a symbolic trope, the Trinity,
A gorgeous exaltation gorged into voracity, itself.

The good is near me! The...

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Ek wou nie wees als wat ek kon 
wees,
Ek wou nie meer 0800 gedoen het 
as ander,
Maar ek moes, om 'n beter 
toekoms te he.

Troep maak seker die 
vlag op jou linker skouer waai 
altyd...

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On top of the mountain, the zenith of 
          My life, my moment, the 
      Time when I thrived, so full...

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Obdurate goat tangles rough knotted rope
Stuck beside shadowy friend, Silky Oak
Hedonistic prisoner capricorn, cheap trope
Ethics remain riddle, morals mere joke


Towered timber utters truth in its creak
Canopy clapping hands crush recollection 
Billion fingered Silky Oak, silver...

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Exegi monumentum aere perennius
Were that to be  true,I would clearly  be a genius
Like Quintus H.  Flaccus who presented us with that trope
Inviting every poet to share that selfsame hope
Of clothing our visions...

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You do not know still my Nazareth
Nor what good thing too, from there did come
Paint not its poverty with regret
Nor hold to it her life for ransom
In the pangs of pain the pearl is made
Beauty...

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PALESTINE

Why do we still hold our own friends supreme?
Why do we look with distaste
At a people whose only crime is to be
Of a different religion and race?

Why do we turn off the news when it...

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Its wet and drear in London dear, the pomp in on full trope
Though hope is gone, not dead for Jesus is the only hope!
Its foolish to trust in others; dopes.' In robes and words
In fear...

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Disappointment comes in shades of blue and gray
Delivered with a large dose of dashing hope,
My mind vacillates between sadness and dismay.

‘Tis time to put on a happy face for a better day
Fighting the strong urge...

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