Long Varnished Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing 
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here that a Roundhead - did a Royalist Cavaliers blood in...

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In a universe far far away
There lived a penguin, whose thoughts did weigh
Heavily on his mind.
He thought of a vast array of things big and small
But there was one facet he thought of most of...

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Shoreditch clung to its ruin
Its roughhewn gate staring out at corpses
And the clutch of travellers heading from the fields,
The shepherds rambling onwards,
The herders with their slow-moving cattle, hoofs
Thudding on the stones. Amongst them the knights...

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Candied dreams, burning away the twilight
Sandcastle memories, taken 
By the softest glow of a Southern moon,
Coloring the thoughts in reflections of sincerest
Beauty, rising like the breathless winds
Roaring through the pines, whispering sighs,
Risking moments bought by...

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growing up too soon

	you said: is there anything more excruciating than lagging behind
						being passed by
	a hasbeen
				still knocking on portals
twitching toes twirling thumbs
         in fidgety drawn-curtained waiting rooms

and...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning hallowed water of evergreen woods' crystal cascades, brooks and streams.
to...

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Early Poems XVI

The Beautiful People
by Michael R. Burch

They are the beautiful people,
and their shadows dance through the valleys of the moon
to the listless strains of an ancient tune.

Oh, no ... please don't touch them,
for their...

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I was twenty minutes late, She forgave me any way,
Yet Lectured me about first impressions.
I  could have welcomed the light penance any day,
But the length of her reprimand built vexatious emotions 
Within my heart...

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An unkempt man approached me one dark evening
'In pursuit', he said, 'of a favour'
'A drink' he explained, but I was unsure of his meaning
When he specified it should be of a refined yet peculiar flavour
Then...

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A Father Clock chimes from a wall in the dining room, refreshing the idle couple that waited.
It was not as if they were reminded of some pressing appointment or some devoted chores that was delegated.
The...

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His German relations would turn in their graves
This great gnome abduction is causing shock waves,
It reads like the spy who came in from the cold
They've held him to ransom and broken the mould.

The world's now...

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Conflicting emotions, twirl inside of me, emotions or anger, rage pain and 
insanity
Crying out for release, wondering when it will cease, this raging beast of 
conflicting emotions, no love potions, up and down on an...

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There’s a bluestone building near the Calder, east of Castlemaine,
One hundred yards back off the highway, beyond a tree filled lane. 
For one hundred years this building stood alone at Faraday
serving as the schoolhouse where,...

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The Coin

Narrow, twisted and dusty be the road.
Three aged and wise stood,
They argued terribly one with the other.
No light shined in the void.
Shadows be cast no longer.

The face in all its beauty,
Beauty is the true.
The...

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Mahogany table varnished bright,
polished wooden floor giving a neat sight,
the room was deserted,
but for that radiant person,
who looked sitting in that framed chair,
quite endearingly handsome,
the heap of flesh lay on floor,
bones collapsed much before,
the poor...

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                   Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings, 
your voice hisses from your podium of Hell. 
Blah blah blabbing.
A...

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The cold feet of winter step slowly
past December’s green leaves and red berries
hung from window sills and door jams.
Brightly wrapped in silver shooting stars
tied tight with ribbons of challis and satin bows,
hope of tomorrow lies...

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Hiya,  Bin doodling some  lines over the 
last few weeks, decided to post to see if 
anyone shares my way of thinking .


       Notes to Self on...

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 "There are things known and 
things unknown and between are the doors."
                      ...

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She but a heart  breaker
Isn't she ......
The smoothness her face 
A blockade my day
Am drained like a lake 
boiling I vanishing
She did left me

Can't spread my feelings
Am drying like a vapour
Am vanishing, resuscitation
Please stay...

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A low fog lingers on the ground 
On cobbled streets where coaches sound,
Candles dance inside the glass
Of lanterns as the moment's pass.

Terraced houses reach the sky
Chimneys smoke and Zeppelins fly,
Merchant's barter trade and speak
Tophats flood...

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Stop
Shedding and sowing
Begin bracing for burning
In land of melting
Pots

Was
The crews parallax
Of the trees
Which conceives
The lumberjack to
Saw?

Timber!

Reviled
But adored due to bark,
Chopped down and chastised a log mark
Famine yet fervid mouth of hell,
“Rollways”, or “skidways”, dread logs...

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And in my dream I walk corridors with old creaking floors,
deep in the sanctum of my soul echoes stir calling me to come;
soon, I enter a hall of doors, doors and doors . . ....

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Jewels of Africa.

The saffron Queen spins the lilac sky,
her rays flick crimson cinders into Royal Blue Oceans.
Submerge, sizzle, frizzle...going, going, gone! ...But Not.
Cumulus clouds drizzle pepper fog over pink Flamingos, homeward bound.

Tea-green Botswana bush,
teeny, tiny...

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Three vehicles
parked in a circle.
A modern wagon train.

Inside the sanctuary of the circle,
instead of children playing as they did 
in the days of the covered wagons -
empty bottles, a gas stove,
bags of dog food, wrinkled...

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