Long Carouse Poems

They were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one shout,
"Clean down the tables with wet sponges! Rouse
Yourselves! And when...

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Poems about Poems (II)

Kin
by Michael R. Burch

for Richard Moore

1.
Shrill gulls,
how like my thoughts
you, struggling, rise
to distant bliss?
the weightless blue of skies
that are not blue
in any atmosphere,
but closest here...

2.
You seek an air
so clear,
so rarified
the effort leaves...

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State of the Art (II)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer 
~~~~underwater~~~~
watching the shoreline...

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Limericks VI - Religion

Pell-Mell for Hell Mel
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a Baptist named Mel
who condemned all non-Christians to hell.
When he stood before God
he felt like a clod
to discover His Love couldn’t fail!



Why I...

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WHEN ALL IS SET AND DONE, MAKE SURE YOU LEAVE LIVING:
Chorus:
We're all dreamers chasing dreams,
But does the dreams we chasing rightfully gleam?
Trends and hypes many yearn to keep,
We're all dreamers chasing dreams,
But does the dreams...

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dark matter(s)
by Michael R. Burch

the matter is dark, despairful, alarming:
ur Creator is hardly prince charming!

yes, ur “Great I Am”
created blake’s lamb

but He also created the tyger
and what about trump and rod steiger? 


The Echoless Green
by...

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The Smarts And Dogged Callisthenics...
Cannot Wall The Will Of Catapulting Mice

A titled unwritten poem requiring
little effort to dip and dive
I accidentally, inadvertently,
and unexpectedly scrolled up in digital archive
among various and sundry literary endeavors,
eh, maybe about...

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A young woman named Meredith
took a cook’s job on a great ship,
raven-haired and dark of eyes,
she stood slender as a whip.

For five years she traveled wide
across the ocean’s of the world,
seeing so many exotic places,
an...

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Poems about Poets V



Edna St. Vincent Millay Has Her Way with a Vassar Professor
by Michael R. Burch

After a night of hard drinking and spreading her legs,
Millay hits the dorm, where the Vassar don begs:
“Please act...

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Odin he said,’This was not what fate told.
We were supposed to die on this field.’
I shrugged and said,’There was a change of plans,
So listen up, cause here’s the deal.
The norns, you see, could he hex...

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Walk through life with mirth
Laughing, loving, liberating friends and foes
Daring to enliven them as from my favourite firth
I breaststroke ashore and send a rose

To signify my noble intention
Meant to fulfill a wish 
I made to...

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Ended up in trouble and can't be denied;
Was only opening up from deep inside
Expressing what my opinion had been
Which ended up being a mortal sin.

As you read a poem you start to think
Should it be...

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Whoa .. I’ve need for some hay
then a trip to the trough to quench my thirst.
I’ve not eaten much;  I need to rest this very day
will stop at Laramie, must have a stable first

My...

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Swift bee, the gilded messenger of bliss,
    Begirt with golden stars of Heaven’s span,
What draws you to the clover’s gentle kiss?
    Sweet nectars, that the strongest drinker can
 ...

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Stark realization, I harbor sacrilegious objection...

Against merry christmas premature blowout,
(or otherwise) ejaculation galore burnout,
hence I feel like the odd man out
neither yours truly, nor the missus
spends money and/or
time at checkout

avoid madding crowds like the plague
elbowing,...

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Feel the pulse of the spouse in a house
You thought you knew
Until your mouth turned into the louse
You became as fantasies ate you up anew.

Guilt on stilts divorced
Sombre sentiments in the mind
Imbued with dark thoughts...

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For What You Cry!

For what you cry, for what you cry!?
   Poor me, poor me!
      You never had dirt under your nails.      ...

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Creeping, crawling the time is calling,
night has come and the dark is falling.
Slinking, slithering the twilight moves,
as the squirming creatures hit their grooves.
Beneath the leaves the beetles advance,
while the worms break free to join the...

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Hey! You! Why are you demolishing our scenery?

Turning spellbound city to old monuments

Why are you causing unforgettable trouble?

Making such a big disruption and war

Homes are destitute, in great disrepair   

Why did you carouse...

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The name pronounces in a Chinese mind
Sounds similar to onomatopoeia words made
When hearts felt  phonologically bored  
By a misthought on linguistically decaying 
Or a loss of ordered hilarious carouse

Anyway, I have been quietly...

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I shook my head
Knew the day’d be messy
Some poor sap
Was marrying my Aunt Bessie

She’d slept with half of Brooklyn
Flaunting her exploits all through town
The mayor, the banker, the deli clerk
Even the birthday party clown

A wedding...

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Dampen the nimble finger wrought by sentient numb
Five senses discerning feelings eventually to succumb
to chaos, blackness, soothing yet ravaged within
Whisper to the hand the deceives, don’t deny the sin

Illusory, ambiguous, settle upon the judge me...

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Farther than mantles of a pewter night,
Comets reel in their own immeasurable world
Past earth's sky,  gloaming through lattices
Woven by celestial bands... a grandeur
From a multiverse illumined with other heavenly forms
Like asteroids unknown to human...

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upon hard grey streets of asphalt I drive
through morn’s muted orange glow 
white headlights shine, red brake lights blink in time
with changing signals red, yellow, green
disoriented city visitors a hindrance to the flow
why at seven...

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We slum dwellers strive through arduous thistles of hardship
We tough it out through the mere adroitness of apprenticeship
We writhe morosely, carrying the world over our shoulders
But we tussle toughly the travails like soldiers
We're the slaves...

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