Long Wavelets Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch

In the Whispering Night
by Michael R. Burch

In the whispering night, when the stars bend low
till the hills ignite to a shining flame,
when a shower of meteors streaks the sky
while...

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RED SEA

At the mouth I lay splayed
blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink
             mud of my anus, ink of...

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Just see
How fearlessly
Sunshine is seated
On the  gravestone

And the caring breeze
Whispering to the loneliness
So absolute
Beneath the tombstone

A paleolithic stone
A meaningless silence
Guarding utterly alone
The desiccating non-existence

Here lies she
Neither sad nor happy
Decaying gingerly
Enriching the earth

Are all doors...

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Why don’t you come now
To the plot of blue river shore 
Where we would
In an intense chocolate mood
Sit in a sun rise satisfaction
On the grainy sand
And create pearl drops of time
From the rhymes of waves
With...

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A family photo session at home
Covid19 LockDown from the following day
Wavelets of domestic jubilation
Daffodils beside the sea you may say

From a newspaper made bag she brought out
Handed him the fresh yellow banana
Patches of soot and...

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I was musing
the title
Of this
When I first lay back 
And forgot to be aware
As I lay back,
Forgot the anticipation 
Of joy
Which always comes
Before I lie back 
Before the hot water 
Reaches, and needles
Into my nervous...

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The sea paints an ever-changing portrait of itself in water colors.
The images roll through your view finder or your eyes as you watch.
Sometimes it is glassy silky smooth, syrupy, reflective.
You get to paint the sky...

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Snow-capped mountains fell to the floor,
Reflecting blurred images so much more.
The mountain lake absorbed the sight;
Random birds passed by in their flight.
The lake lay there oh so soft and sultry;
Nature’s maidens beckon from a belfry.
A...

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Written: October 11, 2023  
As I Watch The Waves Crash        Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon   
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As I wait with anxiousness on the edge, I gaze.
As the...

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At dawn the bay bed glows peachy yellow.
The waters above blue-green and gleaming. 
Further out a grey shroud of ripples entraps the yachts
with lace nets en-snaring a flock of hulls.
Yet farther out still, the sea...

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Asking tribe’s future to the totem pole that grew higher 
with the stock of fogs, drizzles, snows, suns, moons and stars,
that Haida laid one at a time from the day of their first step 
on...

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I still remember 
how you were
there in the dark,
holding my 
bleeding heart.
Whilst I wandered,
sleepless under
soundless spheres.

Now I search
for your starlit
symphony
that echoes,
as idyllic octaves,
from the last song
you sang for 
our lost youth;
demons we fought,
when colorless dusks
abandoned...

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—the journey of a herd of mustangs in a picture on the wall—

The story begins with two stallions at the water’s edge, facing each other.  When one of the stallions irritated, impatiently hits the...

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Throughout full room sprays of sweet nothings suffuse
Mellow are memorial moments, mirth as well as my muse
High-floating foams, filled with redolent renaissance
Gently freshen up and fondle my hairs
My hairs, eager to inhale inspiring air
Grow fixated...

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I used to be moon eyed

When I first love

From my tower

I only see below

The chuckling squirrels

Smiling rabbits,

Playing deers,

The flight of birds

And in the sea I saw

Those tiny silver wavelets

Under the sunset

 

With our first kiss

Comes...

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The Goat’s Tale... Puck Fair, Killorglin Co. Kerry, where in August
a wild mountain goat is crowned King Puck by a young girl who then becomes Queen of Puck. 

The Goat's Tale

"There's magic in the Coolroe-stream,...

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withered wrinkles crudely furrow
                               ...

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"When I stare out into the sea, watching its changing moods, I see the reflection of life there and think of life's tumult and tussle on one side and its ease and peace on the...

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Colors of leaves in autumn weave a lovely quilt

covering the countryside, woods, and waters

falling like snowflakes from the tallest of trees

lighting the forest like a candelabra until the first snow.

She was there by the pond...

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(**I visited the Kuta beach in Bali, Indonesia in the early 90s.The expressions 
in the 
poem is the powerful of feelings recollected in tranquility today in 2009 
remembering the visit.)


Beach I remember of getting wind...

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" I wandered lonely as a cloud "
                    ~William Wordsworth ~

Shook away by solemn persuasive wind,
I...

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"Fireflies and Sea Poppies" 

glow up 
a short life 
buzzing by 
lighting up the 
shoreline

caves 
they're heading for
silent crowded sanctuary
stick fast like glow worms
fire lit to cold walls

words on the body
of the conscious all
written thoughts...

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After the misty snow, with the sun’s Aurelian caress,
Men get out of their homes to feel the kiss of the early beams
The air is now resonant with avian chatter.
Jungles echo the joys of untrammelled life,
As...

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HER    EYES

An ocean may be filled with gems  arrayed -     
With swaying jewels priceless and unique;           
Her...

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Below earth, streams release the arteries
 of the undersea teeming with precious
abalone, granite and shells,
as a roulette of lotus defies gravity
soaking on the chlorine of a wind
only piles of sand can bestow…
and  gentle the...

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