Long Whiten Poems

Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the water.
You are vastly more than this immaculate head I clasp...

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"I am a painter and my eyes are the paint brushes I had if I look up with my open eye I see the Horizon I see the clouds to be continued
Oh shutter as I...

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A Flirtation With Love (Parts 1, 2, & 3 finis)
#1 Sue's Legacy (Has A Home In My Heart)

Sure, each touch that enjoins us to life has Love's sparks,
one less photon (warms retina), dies but informs
that...

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Aidan The Knight Of The Word

Several weeks has pass and gone
But all I can see is Ei-rian in my mind
Life in my world is harder to breathe on
Had since her diminished light no longer shine

The...

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COLOURFUL LAMENT

I combed cool waters of your 
baby blue crystalline Jewel as you 
waded waterfall waves washing 
my stellar rainbow rays 
Arching it melted into the warm 
womb of transducing tangoing Earth

Her Violet Flame devoured...

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In the night's chilling air a phantom figure, drags itself from
The watery edge of the river bank, emerging, rising upward
From beneath the moonlight's illumination, she is free, to walk
The earth's spiritual plain of existence once...

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at times when it all sets
and sleep creeps in
I lie faced down into the pillow
wondering why I ever
became so naive
and let you go so deep
beyond skins touching
down below where the palms 
of my soul lie,...

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In the shadow of time, the whispered sigh of the evening  
Merges with the cold caress of the moon;  
When your eyes, solemn beacons of the boundless,  
Lit torches in my night,...

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Serenity was stuck in between The Crowd...
Destinies skin turned Black; Yet Strong and Proud.
The Whiten and Blacken Memories of Harsh Comments stood.
Faith becoming taunted by words from The Misunderstood.
How quickly There were Ones who shoved...

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Near the fairest light of the autumn, examining
Our wedding of keepsake photos book, we echoed the souls
On each pose when it was taken in Morningside Height
Back to 1969s.

In pursuit from the side of the St....

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BETSY . . . 

My only true love Betsy and, I are away for a day out down by the sea shore 
Both of us holding hands - I am with a lass I am...

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How to just say - from memory it is necessary to throw,
To forget... what was and what will never come true...
How to just say...
Here are just a memory to whiten...
And cut off... the time will...

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I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of me I keep concealed, and don't talk about so much
I...

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I had hoped to see the setting moon with you
I had hoped to see the rising sun with you
I had hoped to see the darkened earth with you
I had hoped to see the blanket white...

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In this green land,
We do not breathe Oxygen,
We breathe fear for we do not know 
where and when the next bomb or shot 
will fall,
In this green land,
We do not speak the language of love,
It's...

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Zweige wie Filigran
verzaubern jetzt den Tag durch weiße Schleier.
Am Boden verlieren Blätter langsam ihre Farbenpracht
und nur allmählich legt sich Morgenlicht über den Rest der Nacht.

Im nahen Park jagt sich ein Rabenpaar
im Streit um ein paar...

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(poem version/unedited - first look at my future writing projects)

Doors will open soon
Love is a hidden treasure
Doors will close...oh joy!
Ascend, self-esteem!
Lift me higher than the clouds
The clouds overhead
Hey? Give me your all!
Hit me with your...

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Doors will open soon
Love is a hidden treasure
Doors will close...oh joy!
Ascend, self-esteem!
Lift me higher than the clouds
The clouds overhead
Hey? Give me your all!
Hit me with your best shot, man - - - 
We need to...

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Perris, take my forlorn and lonely heart.
Though far apart.
Thank the dead words that reach you with a bruise.
That remarks of a loving man here in the vale! 
Could blue flies traverse hills and mountains,
Your love...

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LOST LOVE
My love likes waves crashing against the rocksWrenching off all of my heart's tightened locks
My blood mingles within the whiten foam washThis my last beat of my heart, lost in the swash
I alive but...

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Whiten the ground O freaky freezing frost. Crunch under thy feet, in a feverishly flowing fountain of bristly bleak crystals. Boughs glimmering with water trapped in it's flow. Solidified in the hands of a angered...

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Trying to find hope in a quicksand world 
is hard when hope is like the clouds above; 
looked towards but never touched; 
as much as we must want. 
And the sands of this world feel...

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will it up
grill it up
fill it up to brimming
swill to still those silly cells
drowned in what they’re swimming

press ‘em up
mess ‘em up
dress ‘em up with practice
a hoarder in its order
and thorned as any cactus

mock it...

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Constipation of the Mind 
no words coming out
blah blah blah 
blank page
whiten sepulcher
ink run dry 
damming up the stream 
the Beavers run and hide 
Zombie effect is me 
craving for brains, the life 
source to...

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Shivers all over the atmosphere
Fevered by a bizarre spirit
Enrobbed in a shroud of grey, hovering
In the dry weird hemisphere
Within the graveyard curtain of mist
And lurking behind the skeletal frames of trees!

Have you too seen the...

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