Long Unthinkably Poems

LOVE POEMS III by Michael R. Burch

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch about passion, desire, lust, sex, dating, relationships, devotion and marriage. 


Violets
by Michael R. Burch

Once, only once,
when the wind flicked your skirt
to...

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Snapshots
by Michael R. Burch

Here I scrawl extravagant rainbows.
And there you go, skipping your way to school.
And here we are, drifting apart
like untethered balloons.

Here I am, creating "art,"
chanting in shadows,
pale as the crinoline moon,
ignoring your face.

There...

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R.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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Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected...

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In some primordial 
wandering birth-canal way,
I imagine we all experience traumatic excommunication

An internal climate PanDemonic
cerebral yet narrowly competitive 
win/lose health today or safety tomorrow survivalist
life or death revivalist

EcoFeminist MotherYang Warriors for GreenPeace Experience
or DeGenerative LoseLose...

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Kill your heart and fight!
There's no point in stepping back.
I saw snow falling from the sky
where I stopped
A drop of light burns my heart gently and mercilessly
In this long-lost place
How little I know about this...

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Now this is betrayal at the highest,
I’ll explain the situation without sounding bias.
We've…., looked at each other for as long as I can remember,
Seen each other's nakedness, even commenting on our, member.
Spoken words of encouragement...

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Propaganda
  
It is a cold day, no more sitting on the terrace
watching ships sailing by and dreaming of the old days.
With little to do, I watched on Netflix about the making of the Nazi...

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My autonomous ego's life
feels unfinishable,
unthinkably mortal in future disconnection;
an unfinished compassion life,
unfinishable love,
an unpolished divine icon
of Earth's self-promulgating creation,
recreation
becoming more articulately interdependent folks,
intersectional resacralizing populations,
self and other co-empowering creolization processors,
ego/eco-transubstantiating
north-western left hemisphere's historic win/lose secularization.

Meanwhile,
our...

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Too much of something? 
Does that even exist 
Could you just postpone it and unthinkably resist?

Too much of love 
Or too much wing swings of a dove 

Too much of not enough 
Can make things...

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On this earth, which the man beholds
As his sanctuary own, he has proved
The mightiest of all and defied 
Challenges unthinkably hard,
Has taken the route of science 
To go up the value chain
That shields him from...

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What do you need right now?

I feel like I would enjoy a long retreat
from human voices,
a free to reverse
get out of jail vacation
from inside voices,
especially my own.

Who would keep you entertained?
Who would you listen to
with...

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Unthinkably Forgiven


He runs like the rain
yet his feet stay in place
he skips to the beat of your favorite melody
but the beat like a heart murmur has no energy
he hustles like scarface and it keeps him...

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One unthinkably hostile debate
started in a colosseum :
a path to kill the clemency.
A comatose truth was listening to lies.

They were pointingly arguing about
the nukes option to bring about the peace
and prosperity on the strife torn...

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