Long Undisciplined Poems

Personal Worth 
Everyone has value. Everyone has been called for such a time as this to use their unique gifts and experiences to serve others and to serve God. But what are those gifts? And...

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I think it might be John Rawls
who writes about
thick and thin justice sandwiches.

Thick justice
may be more deeply embedded, richly spread
in regenerative pursuing time,
producing and serving healthy wealth relationships,
often digestively motivated
to achieve nutritional communion goals,

While thinner...

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A Statue Speaks

The morning takes it's first breath of daylight
Exhaling the sunrise that fills the sky with colored 
brilliance.                ...

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Unquotable quotes: Philosophers – XXII

Take Socrates: the insignia of a true philosopher is the bald pate and the luxuriant beard – the very reason why women make for such pathetic philosophers.
The bald pate facilitates the...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
“When again, gentle bride?”
“Nevermore!” bright-eyed Raven replied.



The...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Double Limerick: The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch

The platypus, myopic,
is ungainly, not erotic.
His feet for bed
are over-webbed,
and what of his proboscis?

The platypus, though, is eager
although his means are...

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Irelands uprising in ninteen sixteen was crushed by the state
The ringleaders were arrested and death would be their fate
Charged with the crime of treason against the British Crown
Fifteen men faced a firing squad and without...

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It started off the strangest thing,
like some tale out of Hollywood,
the famed ‘Arc of the Covenant,’
with stone tablets, cherubs, and wood.

Believed long lost to history,
destroyed by Babylonians,
the box that housed the commandments,
back when Israel was...

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"The Mallard" and other Animal Limericks

The Mallard
by Michael R. Burch

The mallard is a fellow
whose lips are long and yellow
with which he, honking, kisses
his bawdy, boisterous mistress;
my pond's their loud bordello!



On the Horns of a Dilemma...

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A mast of goodness seen by the entire neighborhood,
even if the whole body stays beneath the waters;
producing rare sweet wine loved by all
as attitude calmly speaks giving more command to words.
Then possesses a temperament
which unleashes...

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Were it not a thing impermissible, 
I'd take handfuls of all these silly bits of 
Simulacra, and detritus, dross and debris:
The minutiae and impedimenta that are all these 
Constricting, confining rules and bylaws, codes and...

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I don't know what you came to do 
But I came to praise the Lord
To proclaim His anointing spirit
And with Him to get on board
Jesus came to preach the Gospel
To spread the holy word of...

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America, why did you stray from the old way.
A constitution put forth, the foundation of our land,
barely recognizable what was originally Jefferson's hand.
Tarnished and smudged by misinterpretation,
overindulgence and greed, to satisfy political,
judicial, and journalistic need.
Once...

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Natural Finery

Gazing out the window from a coffee shop, came an image that changed the world.  Like a breath of fresh air, light and refreshing, that could be immediately enjoyed in the lungs and...

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I was taught to be shy, demure, sweet, God-fearing, quiet.
It was not my real self, but it is what was drummed into me.
I was too wild, too loud, too uncontrollable, too rebellious, too me.
So I...

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Come Out With Me

Come out with me in the shadowtime,
Where we'll dance together in rhythms slow,
Sensuality crawling slow, delightful across our flesh
Feeding on one another
On the rich fare of warm dreams
Dredged up from the dark
Consuming...

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I was once bullied, beaten 
Burned and buried
With sneering slurs

I was an introvert
I gave them love
My compassion
I gave them all I had
They took advantage of me
And still I kept giving
And they took everything 
And left...

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THANKS

April 7, 2019
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	John 19:28-30
You hung on a cross
Until you died,
“It is finished” you cried
Giving up your spirit,
Thanks for dying for me.

	Luke 9:9-10
You told Zacchaeus salvation 
Had come to his house,
Because your goal was to
Seek...

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Come out with me in the shadowtime,
Dance together in slow rhythms
Sensuality crawling over our flesh
As we feed one another 
On the rich fare of warm dreams
Dredged up from the dark
To consume ourselves in strong caresses,
Our...

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I was a string
a piece of thread
my many visions entwined
spun in great 
arcing motions
extracted form the core
and woven
by these hands
twisting feverish
and intense
sometimes inspired
after midnight
I’d rise from dreams
to draw these
precious cords from myself
and how I’d marvel...

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Undisciplined youth
The most vulnerable as they came
Hold on tight, now ive wondered
Back to memory lane
Why not, while i try to understand 
why Destiny is so very strange
  (Years 1-10)
Started when i learned i was...

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Thirsting, thirsting. . . shriveled earth
suffocates in summer’s dearth,
yearns for rain clouds’ forthwith bursting:
Shriveled earth. . . thirsting, thirsting.

Browning, browning in their beds,
flowers parched hang low their heads.
Daffodils once bright are frowning
in their beds, browning,...

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She finds a quiet beauty walking in the shadows of the moon
as she listens to the crickets with the possums and raccoons.

She greets an occasional rabbit as she wonders what the day will bring
and she...

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ON BUCOLIC SETTING

      Earth dressed in foliage with lush verdure,
       leafy green revolution  to assure.
      Undisciplined non-mowed lime-green...

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