Funeral Star Poems

When I die
I will be happy for I have lived a very long and plentiful life
I want to be cremated and sit idle until the...

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Advice to Young Poets
by Nicanor Parra Sandoval
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Youngsters,
write however you will
in your preferred style.
Too much blood flowed under the bridge
for me...

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Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots
like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot 

of feelings real...

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Angel wait in detonated forms 
black ragged thorns wrapped 
around stained cruciforms…

Singular saints dark faint 
forms hide in corners not 
washed in candlelight 
as crows...

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Watching the horizons 
as the waves crash… 
The sun dies its elegant death 
of golden blood 
upon the distant shores. 
It washes jade green and...

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Wings black as midnight draw back 
from infernos façade 
Secret devices sharp, 
keen of talons and man-made MAW 
EYES; Scarlet, pumpkin fire orange at the...

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A pro all the way
from serve to volley

Rod Laver's not one, but two, calendar grand slams
buried under pseudo-tennis-intellectual flimflam...

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cold stars shown down
deep into the outer voids 
night skies
drifting dreams
keep shifting across 
desolate planes 
distant dark rains 
gather the insane 
drifting down 
light flickers...

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Starlight and Moonlight II

These are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations …




Deliver Us...
by Michael R. Burch 

for...

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Sonnets XLII-LI

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 small, broken...

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A Surfeit of Light
by Michael R. Burch

There was always a surfeit of light in your presence.
You stood distinctly apart, not of the humdrum world—
a chariot...

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Poet's Notes:
I love this little poem. Kimmy's boss at the hair salon where she works died about a week ago and the family is very...

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My
mom
was really
cynosure in life.
Now, real star above
a true guide for this girl
so very, very special in life.
She had a brilliance that shined
if, I have...

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Let your fate take root
On hard rock, tangle and bury
Before the coming storm.

and before the coming of the storm
amidst a garden of your crafting
Beliefs and...

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We clad ourselves in colors as we march,
saluting independence through a foggy dream;
gazing at the night alight with flashes,
sparkles,
and firefly screams.

Rockets made in China, cascade/
to...

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