Short Burke Poems

Chaos planned to unveil
Prince of diamond awaits
Boxed like a precious dream
Waiting to fit



Claire Burke...

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Gerry, a galoot from Burke,
 Was a professional at doing the shirk,
        No labour where he goed
          No sweat ever flowed,
     A genius at avoiding all work....

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The only thing necessary
for the triumph of evil
is for good men
to do nothing.


Edmund Burke    1795.

Elizabeth alexander      15/3/2016
this deserves to be resurrected....

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Dancing the rhythm, legs floating and crashing like thunder,
Seductive dance, heart beating, fierce breathes enchanted with pure glamour,
Strong thighs stop crashing all fading away into Silence.

Claire Burke...

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Abigail Kirk lived in outback town Burke,
A hotel receptionist, she had a slight quirk,
Her rather long ponytail stretched to the floor,
After a few years it had grown much more,
She sold it to ten bald men and retired from work....

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Stephen Morrison Burke

Respect to you Sir

I absolutely love your work

So much so i even took the
time to look you up and
google you

And all because i seen you
on the Nationwide T.V advert

And my mum even noticed
and thought you we're good too

And that is saying something
and a massive compliment...

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Mystery

Appearing as 

Mysteries of her life..

Rich mysteries she says:

Lost in a cornfield

Age 4..with Burke

A venture too far

Into the mystery..

The mysteries of

Animals

Singing

Cycling and running..

And her children

Grands and greats..

Over 90 years..

An inspiration

Rising in this

Christmastime as

Mystery......

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He closes his eyes,
he looks asleep.
The angel above him cries and weeps.

The family looks,
so lost and grim.
With feeling lost, 
in every limb.

Dressed in black,
a crowd meets.
Praying to our Lord,
he is yet to meet.

He looks down,
and smiles, 
at his loved one,
he sees.
And sends down a kiss,
saying 'Remember me'


Written by: Shannon Burke   Date: 09/04/2015...

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Breathing deeply relaxing the chaotic mind and soul
Stretching to mother nature besotted in the spiritual energies
Mind empty focussing to the enchantment of tradition
Folding bodies flexing into beautiful mind taking positions
Free from anger mind resting from all those everyday thoughts
Meditation unexplainable as one becomes so free
Ending so refreshed feeling the pureness again in me

Claire Burke...

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I prefer the orange sunset on a hot summers day
Watching enchanted as it slowly drifts away
Ball of fire so ancient but remarkably a living flame
If you go out old wise ball is mankind the one to blame
Dinosaurs, Big Bang and see world begin again
Old wise ball sunset the eyes captured by many men
Like a gypsy you travel but same journey you flow
I will look for you tomorrow, for now I must go

Claire Burke...

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a cold day in winter,
a tremendous sight,
a mother sings to her children,
saying goodnight.

the cold is thick,
lying on the ground 
a smell of dampness, 
in the air all around.

What a sight,
for a winter king,
watching the snowflakes,
dancing and singing.

so while we are nestled 
in the land full of dreams
we should be dreaming 
about the sweet winter king.


Shannon burke 12/11/15 write me a winter poem...

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Being without you
is like the stars
without the moon

The hole I have in my heart
that's forever torn apart

Without you by my side
and the endless days I cry

Not knowing when 
If I'll ever see u again

For that day 
I'll wait and wait
Until that day 
you walk out that gate

And when that day
finally comes true
I'll sit here and wait and wait 
Just to be with you

Love Your Wife
By: Natasha Burke 
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