Long Wonted Poems

Though I'm ashamed to say it now, I never took conservation seriously,
Just living life as if nothing else mattered, full of wonted complacency.

I would hear intense talk of the climate, recycling and global warming,
But I...

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I heard the dreadful Dryad's scream
As axe bit into woody flesh
The sap oozed out as scented cream
My veins stood out in rictal mesh

My wits all scrambled left me quick
My hands and face were full a-sweat
My...

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"Distant" 

When winter came
it came fast 
cold as a witch's t*t

unwelcome and 
unwanted, 
we hesitate 

to move 
any further within 
the forest's interior

alarmed at how 
swift the transfiguring
of a season, begins

we think, 
now that in...

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SIR THOMAS WYATT TRANSLATIONS 2

What menethe this?
by Sir Thomas Wyatt, circa early 16th century
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

WHAT does this mean, when I lie alone?
I toss, I turn, I sigh, I groan;
My bed seems...

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To my dearest dear…
Am going through a very bad phase
Loads of works and above all business targets,
Once you came to my thought 
And out of all yips, I smiled back for a second
Those flicks with...

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When empty bubbles of stillness brimmed the place
Upon an emerald carpet of meads, she genuflected with gathered grace
Of languished bones and reverence plucked from nunhood hearts.
Mighty potentate dear, the wonted beseeching starts. 

Oh! May the...

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So still and beautiful lays the rose in the heather,
Lifeless and dying, given to bring you happiness,
So fragile is this rose laying in heather,
Slowly withering and drying, crumbling to a powder,
I look at you and...

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"A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else."  _ John Burroughs


In the Garden of Eden, an ominous silence spread.
From the Heavenly Paradise, all grace...

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Go forth, you man of a hellish breed.
Go forth, you man of yellow hair and skin of orange hue.
Go forth, with your wickedness a brew.

Go forth, and dwell in your white sanctuary.
Go forth, with your...

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I walk down this road not knowing what it holds
Not knowing that it's leading to my final destruction
As I'm walking I see you everywhere
All the memories we had and shared
Seeing them all around me brings...

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He almost slept (as was wonted),
When, alas he saw her lying there-
Still, as if she were in winding sheets
Upon their bed; Drawing near to her,
He heard no breath.  Then, placing his hands
Upon her breast,...

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Contemporary Ode To A Mother Crying Out
         To Her Children…2015

Sprawled out on life’s stage,
her world turns and runs
river red with the blood of her children:
flowing like a...

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Written: January 05, 2023
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As a river beckons
and brittle stripes 
of soaring reeds swell,
with a faint breeze
and a sturdy hedge,
the ebb and flow
of a...

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The story of the world is an absorbing dream. 
Though longer than our lives, it sometimes feels as brief
As our own rapid days, whose swiftly flowing stream
Bears memory downstream: a light and helpless leaf. 

Our...

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For the longest time I was in darkness
Not knowing which way was which, or where I was going
Then one day I saw something I hadn't seen in forever
I saw a faint light off in the...

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I just realized here I am looking down on myself. Literally living off my own self-pity. 
Drowning myself with my memories of all the people  who have hurt me .I was literally 
sitting in...

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The pain is becoming to much to bare
It's ripping my heart to pieces
The memories wont stop coming
Bringing the un-stoppable rain of tears
The one thing I've never wonted
Is the memory of them all to hit me...

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A flying bird I am for heavenly flight;
No enthralling branch can hold me tight.
Free I am from all the passing years;
not submitting to the baseless fears.
Free I am from all the worldly chains;
staying away from...

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Lonely I walk through the walls of crowds
Reach out but like shadows they don’t connect
Their eyes are vacant cold and empty

Ghostly people walk on by crossing my path
As I head back home in wonted despair...

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Give me one moment to reflect
On wonted scenery once erect
The steel, glass and wood all made
A home for birds, and those who trade

From here, there, all did see (unless
housed in a cave) Hollywood on TV
Land...

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Be sure to flaunt it if you got it and talk till it's hottest news that is true when they gossip about you, you're honest.
If you're good at what you do you should be proud...

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At eighty he is still a coolie
toiling in paddy lea;
reaping pods and
heaping the seeds.

His sagged muscles working
in wonted harmony
But his brain tired of thought;
of his son who died as a sot; or
of his daughter widowed...

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A barren paradise 
Paper parachutes
Bleed, I before we
Except after deaths
String of light suctions 
Screams captioned 
Vocalizing muffles
Fleas flee
Parasites sight 
Leaches beseech 
Conventions plateau
Wonted into winter 
Inept untaught cling
Polluting prospects 
Tasting achilles 
Oxidizing tongues
Clip urinating lips
Pressurizing...

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Like a reclusive boat, I remained there,
discerning the prevailing winds of change,
which many a time, made me embrace fear,
by surpassing the stipulated range.

When winds of change blurred the light house's light,
I blanked out and forgot...

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Why does she think
This is so bad
Just cuz
Someone else has
Offered a sugestion
That she thinks i may like
She's gonna say no
Just cuz thats wat she's like
I hate my life
My world
My dreams
I hate everything
My mom thinks i'm...

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