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Madness

...London City,
Light and pretty
One, nine, sixty-two
A woman we’d all later know,
Was born,
Dreaming black and blue
Her smile, it would curse her world,
Of laughter, love, fear and grief
To kno...

The fine art of making excuses

...The fine art of making excuses

which achievement, deportment,
endorsement, and indictment
(more serious than rigging an election)
jump/kickstarts (a divine comedy of errors)
not reason enough
...

Feybound

...
Recycled poetry,
we’ve used all these spells before;
Abracadabra, 
a whisper to make that cauldron simmer…

Calling corners?
familiar synonyms since the new are..
feckless;
We must honor th...

Dripping

...

No healthy oils
but beef dripping kept
solid in a white enamel 
can with a lid
in a cupboard under
the oven. Reused until
too dark and heavy 
with sediments, 
the dregs flavored 
the bes...

Noble Waste Treatment

...Treat trash as it deserves
with dexterity and cleanness
with the nobility of those who served us...
Trash is also rich
in recycling done well...
Don't treat it worthless trash
don't be sloppy v...

If I Were To Die Today

...If I were to die today, 
The world wouldn’t stop.
It’d keep spinning around and around,
A few tears may be shed, here and there.
Some might even mourn me,
For the girl, they heard long-forgotten...

Poems About Poets Viii

...Poems for Poets VIII


Fireflies
thinking to illuminate the darkness?
Poets!
—Michael R. Burch


BeMused
by Michael R. Burch

You will find in her hair
a fragrance more severe
than camp...

Poems For Poets X

...POEMS FOR POETS X

US Verse, after Auden
by Michael R. Burch

“Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.”

Verse has small value in our Unisphere,
nor i...

A Recycle of the Spiritual Life

...We dump waste 
To recycle, remade or reuse
But we hide our feelings deep in the heart
Never mean for recycling
Happiness to be appreciated, to be remembered
And sadness to be discarded
Or to be...

Waiting At the Crossroads

...I stare at the blues and oranges of the world
refusing to be pressured 
there is such beauty in everyday things
even the railroad track signs 

how many people have gone past this site
without ...

Understanding the Crossroad

...I stare at the blues and oranges of the world
refusing to be pressured
there is such beauty in everyday things
even the rail road track signs

how many people have gone past this site
without s...

Shedding's

...Before dawn, I press my palm
on the windowpane,
leaning gently into the night
feeling it slipping through
cold fingertips.

Later
when sipping coffee I glance out,
there are shedding's now,
...

Illusory Truth

...Illusory truth you cut through me;
'Be Kind.'
Doesn't seem to get you where you should be;
Humankind wastes away surrounded 
plastic words discarded into a serene ocean;
Polluting the environmen...

Hymn Mi Row-Knumb

...Reclaimation
Recyclation
Drilling into
stone to
manage water
waters to be
reclaimed 
stored and
reused.
Then how might
I speak such when
My existence can
be questioned in
opposition to m...

The Liar

...Some people just cannot be honest for the life of them. Others, like myself are all too honest. I wonder if honesty is like diarrhea, if it too runs in the genes? I will ask him, he will know...

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