Long Winging Poems

Medieval Poems IV



IN LIBRARIOS
by Thomas Campion
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Booksellers laud authors for novel editions
as pimps praise their whores for exotic positions.



Brut (circa 1100 AD, written by Layamon, an excerpt)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R....

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart keen.

Unless your words heal me hastily,
my heart's wound will remain...

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The missus served me high test coffee...

Ah... tis nothing more heavenly 
(to one borne again devout atheist)
then a spring like January 18th, 2023
here at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque green covered landscape,
where intrepid dandelions 
dare to defy...

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They tell us once there was a crow.
Wavering alone in the peril zone 
The feeble is not straight on a clue.
It has been winging since the era of stone.

The crow saw the cost of the...

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Dr. Owl addressed her Community Developer pupils
of "Continuous Quality Improvement (CQI) Standards 
for Home and Garden Design";
which seemed rather heavy for this prime time of night.

Resilient growth and development,
whether humanly designed or not,
is the "climax"...

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SPRING  IN   ZING

         Season’s                    ...

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Do you remember stories about the incensed 60s?

The smoke-filled Beatles,
and acrid flowering Hippies,
and Aquarian Age of Free Love.

It fizzled out.
It wasn't such a Great Transition
as we had hoped.
Exhausted by Foreign and Civil Rights v Wrongs...

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My LeftYang eye and ear,
and maybe throat
and hand
and probably vocational foot
remain adamantly persuaded

My most successful time for deep ecological listening
and watching
is immediately after inhaling a vast theological lungful
preparing to speak my WiseElderness
into the remaining yin...

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holler say what
yo yo yo
all the saint over there rise on up
git on up
everybody else where
git on up hold them arms, hand and eyes up toward the heavens
things gonna git better 
(when you)
Pray
(when you)
Praise so....

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Is it strange the things I say here
and how I just use this place to clear my brain.
Im not really trying I dot prethink what I say
I notice some of those things are pretty lame.

If...

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9.
From your tender heart I shall never part, 
always in my dreams, I shall be with you. 
In each dream, I am hit by cupid’s dart, 
now this loving dream let us float on through.

Your...

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BLESSED BY A LOT

Come on, Come on, Come on, God!
Where ya at? Tell me!!!!
Where? Nowhere for physical eyes to see,
But I know where you are,
Not far and seen with my third eye,
Dam, your everywhere, your...

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Now let us forget foreign captains
And Conquistadores myth
That colors the morning exuberantly
With exotics wars and phony fathers
Like a fine lady strolling along a rotten street
I have tasted lemon
And though I wince at my tongue's
Sharp reaction
I...

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I wrestle with against vulnerable boundaries
to invasive intimacy,
left unlanguaged yet right felt dismay
could not sustainably remain
without being said outloudlyish
in some bicameral bilateral bipolar balancing brainiac
polypathically left merely cooperationalizing,
creolizing Sacred Elders feeling self-righteous
matriarchal nutritionisms,
spiritual and diminished...

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We were once a pair of flying, floating, diving doves
Warming on wintry days under weathered wooden eaves
We swayed and swirled with ecstatic, electric pleasure.
In synchronized steps to the rising and lilting measure, 
	
We meandered down...

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The missus brings me high test coffee...

A cold wintry January 53rd, 2021
at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque snow covered landscape
safely ensconced within Unit B44,
we (yours truly and wife)
occupy bedroom and
television room respectively
comfortably numb and toasty warm
at sixty...

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(continued from PART  ONE)


Why I’ve seen him countless times, regurgitate old dog faeces onto fresh bread  
And listened  to his quiet voice exhorting me to do the same. 
This fly was a...

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It was after Mom’s dad passed her mom bought canaries.
Grams felt life less lonely, I think, with their singing,
and gave her idea that flying the coop to
live close to my mom could be Southland for...

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Aloha Spirit

Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.

View misty alabaster clouds turn from twilight's purple
into softest rose just...

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Whenever I think of you
I wonder what am I to do
Standing on the ledge
Leaning into the edge
Arms unfurl
Into another world
Falling for the ground
Soaring into the sound

I smile

A million butterflies
Wing me ever so high
Into a realm...

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18.
The light of summer, so supreme, 
you are beauty’s own living theme, 
you shall ever be, my love’s dream. 
You are gold, shine in summer light, 
to my eyes, a Heavenly sight, 
my love, you...

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I’m confined
Weighted
By this body of clay
I cannot soar
On the wings of my dreams
Or from lofty heights
Swoop down
To dip my hands in ocean streams
And then claim again 
My place in the sky

Confined
Weighted
By the cares of this...

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Shirley, BEEEEE You !!!

This days light, has come to a glorious end,
with it, it brought some memories of a friend.
Lady Snow, was belting out – whispering  in my ears
of days winging by – memories...

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Into the horrid heat of my summer
You fall as drops of rain,
Nay, as drops of love’s elixir.
The broken memories I treasure, 
Tumble and roll round like marbles.

In this ravenous night
As I sit outside all alone,
Looking...

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My dearest, sweet Daddy
I wish Australia wasn't so far away!
I can't just "pop over" to say hello
England is on the other side of the world
For one thing there's the cost
If the subject of money wasn't...

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