Long All for a good cause Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems VI



An Illusion
by Michael R. Burch

The sky was as hushed as the breath of a bee
and the world was bathed in shades of palest gold
when I awoke.

She came to me with the sound...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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Jessamyn's Song (circa age 14-16)
by Michael R. Burch

16
There are meadows heathered with thoughts of you,
where the honeysuckle winds
in fragrant, tangled vines
down to the water's edge.

Through the wind-bent grass
I watch time pass
slow with the dying day
on...

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It's been such a purrrrfect day.
it's fun to play.
I love sugarplum wishes.
to try to catch fishes. 
violet visions.
hard to make decisions,
play with the dog's tail,
or eat that slow old snail.
Persian promise is a beauty.
the Siamese...

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These are modern English translations of poems written in Middle English by Geoffrey Chaucer. 

The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue
by Geoffrey Chaucer
translation by Michael R. Burch

When April with her sweet showers
has pierced the drought of March...

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Q:  What digital healthcare card did I receive in the mail?

A:  It's my United Health care's digital U Card.

Q:  What are some of the visions that Crystal Love for Jesus see recently?

A:...

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“When there’s Summer rain, have no regrets.
  It isn’t raining rain, it’s raining violets.
  When you see clouds upon the hill,
You really see crowds of daffodils” – B.G.DeSilva

Tiny droplets snatched by the parched...

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I know the game of exclusion,
have played it all my life and
now I've mastered it,
a talent to brag about.

Exclusion from normality,
the joy of inclusion.
Exclusion from continuity,
the malaise of discontinuity,
the permanent otherness.
It's a mystery how it...

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It's  hard to think about now 
as easy as it was then 
It flowed effortlessly like conversation with a life long friend 
I hate thinking about back when 
but love living back then
And I...

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...Jack couldn’t believe such nonsense,
said, “You’re not a shrink, you’re insane.
I’ve been a farmer all my life,
And no one has cut on my brain.”

Johns handed him a new picture,
it was Jack stretched on a table,
a...

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When Pelchag first head of the new prophet
he didn’t give it all that much real thought,
some merchant claimed that on a cliff-top
by a trio of angels he’d been taught

what God desired of his mortal children,
what...

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Welcome, Summer
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft,
since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather
and driven away her long nights’ frosts.
Saint Valentine, in the heavens aloft,
the songbirds...

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Cycles
by Michael R. Burch

I see his eyes caress my daughter's breasts
through her thin cotton dress,
and how an indiscreet strap of her white bra
holds his bald fingers
in fumbling mammalian awe...

And I remember long cycles into the...

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Written on: 7th September 2012.
Written by: Sashi.Prabhu (Zeauoxian)

Tons more I wish to do,
Much more I want to do,
Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue,
Much more I wish to do……….

I want...

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Tons more I wish to do,
Much more I want to do,
Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue,
Much more I wish to do……….

I want to scale scary heights,
I want to bungee...

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Is this thing on?
I've got something to say!
Is this thing on?
Probably no one is listening anyway!
We live in a place based on unity
Why are we having such disparity?
We can't represent without proper tools
Dissing each other...

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Mindfulness




look deep in my eyes you shall see the karma of my lasting legacy willing to achieve

took a zip line down to my baby's grind sought out peace for a sure fire sweet relief

rolling them...

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Whether life or death coexist in us
Nothing changes the ability to change a fraction of this life itself
Nowhere is safe as they say
But into a cataclysm of this magnitude 
Might other intelligent aspects of life...

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Native Speaks Truths 

She's not your princess or your squaw;
She is respected clan mother of the Chippewa.

He's not your chief, buck, or redskin:
He is a proud warrior of the Algonquin.

We're not your fashion trend or...

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Big brothers, big sisters, many of whom
Had never heard the sound of children's laughter
Opening presents on Christmas morn
Planned a summer outing to a local theater

On July First, for children from ages six to thirteen
The curtain...

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"Hear your fate, O high-dwellers of the airy, wide open            
Spaces and fertile plain, your rugged and enclosed      ...

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As I look at the pictures of my unborn son,
I can’t help but feel guilty that I’ll miss his birth.
We have two other children, this is our last one.
I love them all equally, for everything...

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At the foot of the unknown soldier
I heard them speak about the past
The generation born after the war
I heard them sing of warfare
Like children recite rhymes 
I heard their threats of war 
Even from lands...

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A new religion
That can the future divine
A new god
That can tell us whence we came
A nirvana of nonsense
That only increases our ignorance
A dismal wreck to people’s conscience

We fight among ourselves
To shed as much blood
As a...

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They say it’s rude to stare 
But staring is caring 
So forgive me if I’m staring
I’d have you know it’s for a good cause
I’m looking at people 
Those people
With the backpacks on their backs
I'm talking...

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