Sea Separation Poems

She grabbed at the quarter full pop bottle neck, 
cream soda from Marsh’s,
and held like a truncheon, in the harshest
of voices 
produced an otherworldly sound,...

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like a wind that burns your chest
we did it again
we  did it the same
again
soul made from the mother's milk soul, hold me
cover me
wrap me...

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the day you brought me a Bird of Paradise,
         a rare flower which imbibed sun’s blushing orange...

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Moon speaks silently
Lover feels backstab lonely
Sea cares salty tears


-02-12-2020 Chattogram...

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I am a poet, not a hero with great noble’s qualities,
The rivers and sea communication
is all about love and happiness the sea refuses no river
Yet...

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No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds...

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Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.



Autumn...

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Snapshots
by Michael R. Burch

Here I scrawl extravagant rainbows.
And there you go, skipping your way to school.
And here we are, drifting apart
like untethered balloons.

Here I am,...

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Nothing Returns
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes,
impaled upon
impassive rocks . . .

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear . ....

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Distances
by Michael R. Burch

Moonbeams on water — 
the reflected light	
of a halcyon star
now drowning in night ...
So your memories are.

Footprints on beaches
now flooding with water;
the...

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Jesus kept it simple parable speaking
knowing the people needed to understand
for their eternal future was at stake
getting this wrong sent them to doomland

The heavenly net...

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Advent of mass electronic
     (not necessarily fail
proof), nonetheless spellbinding
     how earthlinked communications
     sent...

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The story of my unique biosystem
goes back,
as does yours,
through six degrees of separation,
each with its own dominant culture,
tincture,
color,
taste and feel.

Feedback loops began with rainbows
and tidal...

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Wild, wild, the spring tide reaches the rivers height;
Strong, strong, the spring tide rolls on and on.
Glittering, glittering, the full moon rises into the sky...

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I felt at unease
My love, at tease

I embraced her close
Yet feared I her loss

She saw my sweat and fear
And my eyes look elsewhere

“What has put...

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