Long Wrinkly Poems

Various Heresies 5

Tonight, Let's Remember
by Michael R. Burch

July 7,2007 (7-7-7)

Tonight, let's remember the fond ways
our fingers engendered new methods to praise
the gray at my temples, your thinning hair.
Tonight, let's remember, and let us draw near...

Tonight,...

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‘She’s on again - the annual campin’ trip regatta,
and we’ve got ourselves together for our plans to Wonnangatta. 
The high country; you can’t beat it for the peace and quiet
unless of course some plans get...

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Lament of My Life Contest
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
 

~My Bereaving Eulogy~ 


Time seemed to pass so much faster than I expected,
All the love, loss, passion and things I have neglected.

How many times have I lost a...

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This was accidentally written as a comment to my buddy, Line.
Yes, THAT Line.
The famous Line.
The one who wins all the contests, and 
we all love Line, anyway, I do.
And it's her birthday month!

Come on, Muse.
STICK...

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I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to start motherhood!

NOT FOR CONTEST

WRITTEN on 27TH August 2016 BY JAN...

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If vain thy earthly hopes did prove, thou canst not mourn their flight; Thy brightest hopes were fixed above. And they shall know no blight—Anne-Bronte   

Overjoyed       ...

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There are wrinkles
Now, lines erasing a past
Where the fine contours of her face
Were drawn, in color
Crisp, clean lineages from 
Time echoing hope,
Soothing away the fragments
Reality connecting the dots,
Gentling the descent
From her youth to the present
Moment,...

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You built me up with majestic grace
You appeal to my seven senses, 
A gift granted by my Lord
You were my illuminating halo
Midnight marvels are painted in the ebony skies
An abyss that enlightens your starlight
Once again,...

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Collapsing like someone (Starving and Desperate), the (Old Man in Blue) batik had been 
(Washing Muddy Walls) on his Indonesian hut on stilts when he toppled over. He was (Cut 
Down) and left unbalanced by...

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Broken, this aged vessel
fractured by fate in matter and mind
careworn and cracked like creeping veins of window frost ...

          (but colder in my solitude, I surmise)

Oh,...

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High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I see a black and white checkered kite…
floating higher and higher than I, myself…
But, I was shoved 
Into another shelf…

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
2 birds...

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LOVE LYRICS
                            by Don Wendorf, Psy.D.; LMFT

Oh, your...

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Past My Sell By Date

               
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broken, this aged vessel
fractured by fate in matter and mind
careworn and cracked like creeping veins of window frost ...

          (but colder in my solitude, I surmise)

oh,...

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What Goes Up, Must Come Down
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey

~Different beliefs can be a blessing~

He was born on a chilly Saturday afternoon, sweet boy with lots of love,
we all knew he'd be very special because he had...

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Almost Time Angel’s cloud was dingy.
Pieces were breaking off, floating into the atmosphere.
It looked wrinkly and sad, creased in places, shabby, but not chic.
A large chunk broke off last night, and floated into the ether.

It...

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Mum sat in her aromatic garden,
admiring its charm and grace.
It was a cold morning,
but mum never seemed to feel it any more.

Her eyes were tired, life's adversities had taken their toll,
yet the smallest things filled...

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What did the fly on wall see at the last supper?

Really! You say there were no flies on the wall during the last supper.  How can you be sure? Okay, there’s more.

What a supper!...

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Giggled with glee running down a cobblestone street,
full of youths joy and always upbeat,
there was football in the park with all the neighborhood kids,
and daredevil bike jumps and attempting long skids.

Asking parents for our friends...

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Of all of the days to sleep in this late
Why did I have to choose today
The revolution we'd been planing along
I'm sure was already underway

I grabbed my bag, thank goodness already packed
And headed for the...

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in the public sphere
where all the nosey eyes peer
willing to take photos with their little phone cameras
all ready to post them on face**** & twatter
looking for reasons to feel important for 
5 seconds, as the...

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Friday Night Check-ins


The days have been calm and collected.
The guests have been happy, content.
The weekday staff scurry out from the hotel
To avoid the upcoming event.

Weekend receptionists tremble
As the Friday night check-ins approach,
Fearing the tsunami of...

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The Fairie Beast

He was smaller than most
but larger than some
and only last week
he’d been sucking his thumb

when he spied in the bushes
the curious sight
pixie gold creatures
near the edge of the night.

He covered his face
and rubbed...

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Ten years ago, there was a cock
Who lived up to his name.
For though he left us all well-fed,
He left the yard in shame.

Replaced was he by one who was
A very silly goose.
That goose got cooked;...

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Bloody knuckles
Are all that remain
Of what I use to be.
Torn skin,
Scars and scabs,
Memories and
Reminders.

Of a time when I was young
And without ambition
Or caution.
Running through green forests
With friends chasing behind.
A root,
I trip,
And my fingers collide with...

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