Long Usefulness Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems V

Poetry
by Michael R. Burch

Poetry, I found you
where at last they chained and bound you;
with devices all around you
to torture and confound you,
I found you—shivering, bare.

They had shorn your raven hair
and taken both...

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Poems about Poems III

Radiance
by Michael R. Burch

for Dylan Thomas

The poet delves earth’s detritus?hard toil?
for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet;
each syllable his pen excretes?dense soil,
dark images impacted, rooted clay.

The poet sees the sea but...

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Last half of Edward de Bono's Lateral Thinking Summary, pp. 298-300, with bicameral ecological supplements [informed by Gregory Bateson] in brackets:

In ordinary traditional thinking we have developed no methods for going beyond the [suboptimally reasonable]...

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EcoPolitical Responses

Resonant empathy
trusts co-empathic experience
and cooperatively communicated reflection,
dialogue,
discussion,
discernment,

Multilateral paths toward shared values/disvalues
InBetween win or lose risks
misvalued as unfortunately necessary
forces of natural/unspiritual history

Of squandering opportunities to notice
PolyPathically resilient value systems
culturally 
bicamerally robust,

Politically 
and economically
and ecologically
and theologically
and...

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This foggy sky
darkly and relentlessly rains
especially for an early May morning.

He is not prepared for darkness
seeping through new-born leaves,
not yet full grown into this year's trunk-lacing dress,
soaking up from saturated soil,
slurping into his compassionately 
empathic...

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A crown that is broken cannot be fixed
It has to be replaced 
Changed 
Because a crown that is broken 
Cannot be turned into joy
So why exactly 
Do you make me sad 
You broke my heart...

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Not to let the air out of anyone's tire but it's really not fair to compare religious 
writings to modern science. Scientific theories for one thing are models of 
reality (for example)   ...

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I wonder what 
and whom
makes my transracial family tick.

Quick shadows of lopsided smiles.
Slapping white walls as you step by.
Are these tics
that make you tick somehow?

I know what ticks you off.
Disrespecting your sacred right
becoming lover you.
Yet...

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Medicine and sickness satisfy each other.
MotherEarth is medicine.
Where do you find yourself?
     Zen Master Yunmen
     China, 800s

Therapy and trauma require each other.
Ecological Earth is nature-spirit therapy.
Where and...

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Some people are peppered and salted to the point where they become                       ...

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Zero.
By which nothing is divided.
No zero
no negative
no opposite
no hope
no Adam, no apple, no marriage, no morning.
No mirror
no knowledge
no God, no soul, no ear lobe, no Iliad, no Odyssey.
No universe
no black hole
no zodiac
no hero
no mission, no...

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It feels easier to me
to recall and eagerly embrace
what remains sacred in humane nature
while outside
listening to surf and winds
of exterior EarthSouled nature.

It seems easier to fill our cathedrals
and capitals
with cupolas of resounding
one resonant inside voice,
but...

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Shh-aaah....shh-aah, Oh how never ending is the sea..' I thought  I  should come down here
Maybe it will help my insight into this terrible event??...Oh I don't know..' you just can't 
work things/people out...

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A thought, a memory, flashed across my mind this morning.                         ...

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These are lullabies I have written as poems. 

Midnight Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

I.
A measureless rhythm rules the night—
few have heard it,
but I have shared it,
and its secret is mine.

To put it into words
is as to...

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Sappho's Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

Hushed yet melodic, the hills and the valleys
sleep unaware of the nightingale's call
while the dew-laden lilies lie
listening, 
glistening...
this is their night, the first night of fall.			

Son, tonight, a woman awaits...

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AI POEMS

These are poems about AI (Art-ificial Intelligence) and poems about science.

The AI Poets
by Michael R. Burch

The computer-poets stand hushed
except for the faint hum
of their efficient fans,
waiting for inspiration.

It is years now
since they were first...

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1) I hate brown-nosers far more than I hate most other nosers 
of virtually any known color!

2) I will make it a point to slap you in front of your superiors,
with a biblical fury, the...

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He took me as a child
At the tender age of eight
And on that day
I found the Way
To enter Heaven’s gate

He took me as a child
When I wondered, when I cried
He loved me
And He chose me
Even...

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I see God by faith, in His majesty 
revealing His blessings for mankind
with His awesome dawn-wonders:
 
Azure-accentuated ambiance awaits aspiring artists
Baby’s birth brings blessings, blowing boredom-blues
Cool calmness charms circumspect chefs to create cuisine cravings 
Daybreak...

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POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE: COMPUTERS

The AI Poets
by Michael R. Burch

The computer-poets stand hushed
except for the faint hum
of their efficient fans,
waiting for inspiration.

It is years now
since they were first ground
out of refurbished silicon
into rack-mounted encoders of sound.

They...

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THE EARTHEN VESSEL’S TREASURE

‘Twas just another vessel, crude and plain,
Yet something drew me to it once again.
One last look at its patterns and designs,
The patterns that it wore so plain and fine.
Its usefulness, no better...

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sink beneath the surface every time goaded
same event distorted until colour coded
and always bedraggled and gasping for air
terrified that this is actually fair
failings cascade like works of art
brokeness perfectly playing it's part
around each hell bubble...

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The Progressives want to abandon the island nation of Taiwan!  And thank's to their unwavering loyalty to the Red Chinese Communists Party! Once again the United States of America is abandoning its faithful loyal...

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Does God know the sorrows of man?

Does Faith relieve the burdens of sin?

She was worn out as she was worn in
Her spirit had no use for her body
Her eyes saw the face of death lurking
The...

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