Best Weights Poems

The give and take in love should reach a mean
whereby the two be equally disbursed,
so givers' hearts would never suffer lean,
cold hungry hours without love...

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In Search of 50 Names(couplets alphabetized for ease of footnoting the names)

A) A tom cat sits in heather nearby a willow tree.
Rose and jasmine fill...

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Strangers are attacking me; 
ruthless men seek my life—
men without regard for God.  Selah

Psalm 54:3

GOD SEES THE COURAGEOUS AT WORK

Wild-eyed disregard for God —
The...

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Mother, sometimes memories are fraught

                    ...

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It ain’t the way the wind blows
or what’s left when it’s gone
and it ain't in the bank roll
money never tastes that strong
and it’s not in...

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No gold nor silver, weights my needy purse
Spun silk and finery I have no need
Such poverty of wealth be not God's curse
For bless'd the man...

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Now, I am not a huge man

I'm not large by any means

In fact it is surprising

I still wear normal jeans

My pants don't have elastics

I still...

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I once knew a poet named Cecile
Call her skinny and hear her spiel
   I'm petite with small bones
  I have fat and...

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Instruction
by Michael R. Burch

Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.

Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset

of night is...

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Spending three full days and two nights at sea
Is surely the best vacation for me

Conch chowder dinner the night before
At dawn adieu to the Key...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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This poem may get into trouble,
The world wants identity double.
Attempting to culture commonality,
The world champions individuality.

Theft of language has become all too common,
Yesterday’s use today...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it...

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Tears too much in which you bleed
Heart aches toll, low sub's breathing
For then, in them, is shown in your skin

May it be brushed over
So it...

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Wide, this grand world, with occurrences, rife

On the foam-capped blue, for a seafarer's life

Rich, the adventurer's sojourns shall be ...

Launching deep dreams on a mutable...

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