Long Condors Poems

Final Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for my mother, Christine Ena Burch

Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over.

Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress,
like pebbles unaware of raging waves.

Sleep peacefully—like fields of fragrant clover
unmoved by any motion of the wind.

Sleep...

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*Image of Hikers Warning by Pixabay.

Out Of The Way

As a self-proclaimed ruler of my person, I am mindful of the internal convictions, external constitutions as Lord overseer of my spotless realm,

Upon my own free will,...

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“In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi





"Whypt...

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These are the moments that stir our hearts 
      and make our spirits soar, like Phoenix's, 
    Doves and Condors, wearing the freedom 
   ...

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feathered wanderers
how far… what lands you espied
moonlight guides you on
~
feathers… how many
would it take to lift me… fly
a dreams worth… magic
~
the crow the raven
black as pitch… their beauty gleams
precious jewels
~
donkeys… mules… oxen
man’s workhorses… over time
still...

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My nightmare is so tangible...so vividly I dream,
The dream, it feels so true to me...reality it seems.

Exhaust and smoke are all I breathe...the air is full of smog...
The job I do is thankless toil, but...

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Unfinished Nightmare

Mouth agape
trash can lid arches limply
its hinged spine
like that of  partial paragraphs
clinging
broken
yet refusing to let go

How gauze-like
the yellowed reflection
staring back from shattered temper-enhanced mirror
clinging also
defying decayed adhesive
refusing like me to accept
the dry erosion...

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For there unto death....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Is the sheperd of all life
And whom may stand
Against it's inevitable, and
Gripping hands?
Infectious merchants
Selling the here and now
As if there were no tomorrow
These prima donnas
Of falderals faller....
Unable to behold; to perceive
The paulownias...

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It snowed last night, first fall of the year.
Taking out the trash,
there I am, dozing in a garden swing set
deep within July.

Mother of pearl eyes
above the clouds…it could be another year.
July in a London park
lying...

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I am teaching poetry in an elementary 
classroom -- a tiny girl with a large soul,
gigantic brown framed eye glasses and
a silky brown bang writes a poem Dorothy
Parker would have been proud of 

and Alice...

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The Edge of Extinction

Silent humming birds
Great ocean whales
Deep unknown rain forests
Dark eyed Polar Bears
Ancient Loggerhead turtles
Ivory tusked Elephants

North American Indians
Eskimos
Australian Aboriginals
Lost South American Indians

Kiwis and Kakapo’s
Sperm whales
Blue whales
Narwhales
Killer whales
Prairies covered with Buffalo
Humpback whales
Deep forest Wolves
Ospreys...

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Army of Napoleon Bonaparte,
Was so rhythmically marching,
Gliding across all rough paths
Like condors to conquer the Alps;
A woman aged in experience,
Warns him consequences dire;
For never ever in her lifetime,
Had she seen anyone coming back;
He, overwhelmed by...

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Left home I wandering-
Senseless of the day or the night-
Fearless of all fright-
But while sitting for a while-
Perhaps beside the duo colored Nile-
Sitting then I was thinking-
With salt less smile-
Where really am I heading to-
Where...

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NATURALLY BLUE

naturally blue you are self made from the creator
Tried, true  you who
are not bronze, golden nor silver
But you are ever so true, you are natueally blue

Condors flying high, higher
Child daughter of God you...

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It snowed last night;
taking out the trash,
there I am, dozing in a garden swing set
deep within July.

It could be another year.
July in a London park
lying next to her,
wisps of gentleness in a public place,
dandelion seeds...

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you circle each word 
red, you enjoy 
the correcting -
“read”

the riding crop 
dropped 
words race away
in your inner world

dark stallions 
no bridle nor bit  
bareback the beautiful 
once driven, given free reign

across your cartography

no...

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Deep in the canyon with the grace of your souls
  carrying your memory inside me

Visiting places where we spent time before
  seeing each one of your faces

Hearing your voices whispering inside
  reminding...

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Condors and skyscrapers
Concrete walls and glass walls
Are outstanding landmarks of a city
Blocking the view of the sky and greenery
Cars and heavy traffic
Highways and flyovers
Add to the hazards of pollution
Urban afforestation is needed
To embellish our environment
To...

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