Long Uncounted Poems

Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer

Eden
by Michael R. Burch

Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden.
Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs.
What, then, would the children eat?
Fruit indecently sweet,
redolent as incense, with a tempting aroma...



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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...






Beast 666
by Michael R. Burch

“... what rough beast ... slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”?W. B. Yeats

Brutality is a cross
wooden, blood-stained,
gas hissing, sibilant,
lungs gilled, deveined,
red flecks on a...

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If we invested more educational mentoring time
sharing our own mixed-use and neglectful abuse
poetic wisdom stories,
and less time memorizing exegetical LeftBrain histories,
we might more cooperatively learn to live healthier together
and to internally die less, apart.

An under-exploited...

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My baby brother had the face of an angel;
One proud young lion all supple grace and golden hair
Shamelessly evocative against the backdrop of life.
My baby brother...untutored gigelo from birth. 
His eyes: sapphire blue and beautiful
And...

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Wondering upon our almost forgotten smiles
and twinkling eyes hidden, 
we have spun this world
in smoke and mirrors, 
reflecting light in curving waves. 

We have wandering
into the misty fog
as it marched 
out of clear air 
on...

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the stars weep ...
but not for heaven
they weep for vacant eyes
and hearts of parched desire
with tears untold ...
and uncounted

for where is the hunger -
the yearning for substance
that sets tongues afire?
where are souls that ache for
a...

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The letter stays sealed within the envelope unread and faded 
Bringing neither hope, nor memories blurred or jaded 
The day it came I could not know
Which destiny the words would hold.
Out of fear I refused to break...

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(Forgive the Infected or Slay Them?)

Well, it's clear! Both with Angel and Spike, love prevails,
And it makes a good yarn too! Does Buffy though sin
In seducing these Vampires (their weakness as men)?
Most would simply say,...

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Love So Stated 


Mother said uncounted times,
“Sally, I know you better than you know yourself,”
But, if that were true she wouldn’t have said so,
For it hurt — much — and I cannot believe she 
Meant...

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I would speak to you of the seasons set upon this earth.
  Each would make its mark ingrained when it is birthed.
Surely there is but one place to start the heart to sing
 when...

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Is it the West Wing is not the Best Wing?
Is it the White House is not the Right House?
Is it the President needs a New Residence?
Is it the Democrats the “New Aristocrats?”
Is it the Different...

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"3 Days Before the Fall"

When the 3 days 
of darkness came,
we were ill prepared, still 

the sky was blue 
not a cloud
in sight

the sun 
lit the day
well into the dark night

the fire spread 

in mens’...

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Haunted House was built on cemetery grounds
Completed at a time before the aliens in white arrived
Cold fleshed, green teethed, in gray seasons grip
Beneath the rocks in molded soil hidden
Bones lifted in a dig disfigured
More dead...

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My Treasure Within

Somewhat smooth, and sort of round,
Lying here, on the ground,

Baked by the unrelenting Sun,
Ages ago, my life had begun,

I have seen rivers come, and go,
Seen glaciers, also, ebb and flow,

No one has thought...

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The sun did rise;
Its golden pallor brightening the land,
giving heat and light to the pristine earth,
lush vegetation, rich soil, and pure sand,
our planet glowing with life at its birth,
wondrous creatures, some great and some small,
spreading...

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Part Two (beta)

1. As the aeons, uncounted, unmeasured, transpired,
the Lord of hosts immortal vied
to bring to the fore, 
true denizens of life,
with the power to choose between love, and strife.

2. As yet, only goodness unchallenged...

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When I go
please
do not drape me over
with some piece of tarnished cloth
some flag of esteem 
who’s dignity has been lost
and long forgot

Please
do not weep for me
in the tears of poppies
and to such brutal arrogance
and political...

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A POET AS METAPHOR**********

I am a poet from the common ground, 
From thIs blue planet’s distinctive character— of
Continental shifts and rockslides, from valleys to Mountain crowns — always toiling to reclaim itself.

I am a poet...

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"The waves of the sea help me get back to me" - Jill Davis

A skillful mariner in the seamless sea, 
I’m sailing solemnly for uncounted years 
in the radiance of the shimmering sunshine, 
and when...

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And if by love they should be saved
lift them by angels
in innocence to a horizons trumpet

They who have fallen unnumbered
to the hate of bullets
and the factions of brush aside politics

And then by flag those nations...

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Shape Of The Nation (an oval precaution)

News outlets draw the line at racism
Pencil gray, color blind and crayons ready
Fantasies replace triangles, circles and square deals

Pentagons, hexagons, octagons where born to serve
Here today gone tomorrow with...

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A Lover once wrote a letter to a loved
He said dear beloved
Should I be worried?
That you will Leave me?
I was used to being with you
And now this life is killing
When we have to set a...

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Mine is an existence binary and subsidiary.
My ode is to code.
I move only to algor-rhythms. 
I output from your input. 
I’m built to calculate, tabulate, correlate.

Never to predicate, adjudicate, pontificate, 
or demand that you abdicate....

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BOSNIA NIGHTMARE.  Hillary From the West
There were girls and boys
hopeful and throwing her
flowers
as Hillary from the west
walked from the airplane
she had just
arrived in with the
peace plan her husband
had just signed.

Children threw her
their flowers
and Sojia,...

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