Long Clustered Poems

“I am NOT like my father!!!
You say that again, I’m going to kill you!”

I shrivel up in shame
For, I am not to blame
For the shenanigans you put me through so many times
Sometimes, I wish I...

Read More

I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

Read More

I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

Read More

Let Me Give Her Diamonds
by Michael R. Burch

Let me give her diamonds
for my heart's
sharp edges.

Let me give her roses
for my soul's
thorn.

Let me give her solace
for my words
of treason.

Let the flowering of love
outlast a winter
season.

Let me...

Read More

LOVE POEMS II

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, dating and marriage. On an amusing note, my steamy Baudelaire translations have become popular with the...

Read More

Good boy gone bad enters the stage with a spotlight overhead, despite being misunderstood in my ghetto neighborhood

The lonely applause celebrates in my cracked, corrupted, and crazed cranium
I exaggerate too much and so too much,...

Read More

God's bag of sugar 
Burst all over the North
The sweet scent of the stars are pleasant to the eyes.

The limiltless strength of the belt of Orion
Three stars in one belt, 
That only God can bind
Bring...

Read More

Sometimes I have the courage to think of the things that made me what I am today,
My memory takes me back to terrible things far away far off into my bitter past,
My mind like a...

Read More

Conditioned since birth by customs, family, society and ego
We go about with a clustered mind 
Complicating our simple life with our thoughts and self-imposed restrictions
We don't see a human as human rather we attribute adjectives...

Read More

Translation of Eric Mottram’s TWENTYEIGHTH LEGAL (Part One) by T. Wignesan
 
N.B. If any one is interested in reading the continuation of the extracts of letters that Eric Mottram wrote from America during 1965-66 to...

Read More

Get me feeling well
For, I am sick as hell
Brain orgasms and headaches rape my mind and left me thoughtlessly behind
Trying to keep the Kingdom in remembrance before I grow blind or lose my mind
I am...

Read More

Take care in radiant delight
Take care in sharing His light
Take care 
Care to share
What’s on your mind?
You won’t be left behind

Optimism will overwhelm us 
We are on the same rowdy bus
Be strong in all aspects...

Read More

The messages you send me puts me on Cloud 7…
Sweet love of mine…
That’s why I meet up with you at 7-eleven…
You’re looking fine…
Not everything lasts – I’ve learned…
All the messages – all have burned…
In the...

Read More

It happens every two point- five years so make sure you are there. Pack some stuff and put in the land rover and meet me at the desert in California. 

We will have barbecue on...

Read More

Destined for the hopefulness of dawn,
Dewy eyed, mist like tears forced themselves
From the corners of sorrowful eyes, resting
On the sunrise, briefly elated by the melody –
Music in colors, graceful and blazing,
Never hesitating behind the guitar’s...

Read More

When Sherriff Connolly came to Red Flat’s town,
Tte citizens came in from all around,
they had hotly anticipated this,
for too long they felt they had been helpless.

Now Connolly had heard of their travails,
all lawmen who had...

Read More

Biological entities or angels of God; who are we? 
Ten times two, youth, we set to the island.
If day here is pleasant freedom and lost in wilderness,
Why not night?
A simple request from boatman; we smiled...

Read More

I remember when it rained outside my window 
I remember our laughing fits, sweeping away the sorrow
I hope that your dreams come true tonight
I cope with the pain in my heart of might 

Can't you...

Read More

II.
They did not use Reid Gibson that kindly
as they drove him swiftly on up the trail,
when he fell behind or misunderstood
the two would both strike him without fail.

Was he to be held for a big...

Read More

2/23/24

It's not in all the books we read
Souls put to sea
Continual butchery
They carry on crookedly
Trying to coat the truth with something sugary
Some know and don't care others never could agree
A never ending battle where evil...

Read More

The word sombrero in Spanish was made
from Late Latin origin, meaning shade.
Predating Mexican type of headwear
that’s commonly presupposed, instead they’re

more generally hats designed with brim.
Therefore the galaxy’s wide-ranging rim,
through pareidolia’s visual drift
causing our human perception...

Read More

Journey starts
Kunming portraits;
Highway song


Here old and new
Merge yet apart;
Vignettes juxtapose


China welcomes
Both ancient and modern;
Sign of the times


Tour group confronts
Unfamiliar grounds;
Rough edges grind


Quaint ways of old
Ancient tales displaced;
Modern day norms intervene


Spectacular vistas
Natural wonders;
Man seems insignificant


Flood tide...

Read More

(The title means there is still hope beyond the hardship or light at the end of the tunnel. *Note from J W Earnings*)

No one has a right to call me horrid things
I wish you feel...

Read More

When I get tired of the concrete and tar
there’s a place I can go, and not travel far,
that hasn’t been touched by progress at all;
nature stands still beneath gums growing tall.

And in amongst shadows with...

Read More

I had planned to weather the storm until the break of dawn and hibernate in my shell until the wicked is dead, but it kept lurking behind the door with manipulative words trembling on its...

Read More