Long Conifers Poems

Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are unable to know

that once intrigued us so.

Come then, let us...

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State of the Art (IV)

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



Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...”  — W. ...

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It is time. Yes. It is time. Time for all time telling devices to climb up trees. The grandfather clocks can climb the oaks. The watches can climb the willows. The alarm clocks can climb...

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Or the fate that awaits one at journey’s  end. 
Like all distances I suppose.
My destination if you can call it that  is another world altogether." 
A lady who could structure her sentences with...

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Eamon heard the rocks skitter away,
scree tumbling down with his every step,
descending from towering Mount Gilborne,
to a lake below where he could rest.

He knew a spot to set up his new tent,
where the conifers came...

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When my hair was tied in two tails 
I frolicked about the warped trunk of a willow 
As the cicadas serenaded in the summer’s heat
The tree held me in its low arms
I watched nature pulse
I...

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Mum sat in her aromatic garden,
admiring its charm and grace.
It was a cold morning,
but mum never seemed to feel it any more.

Her eyes were tired, life's adversities had taken their toll,
yet the smallest things filled...

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Dare Listen
            by Odin Roark

Time chooses to whisper,
Having endured shouting decades,
A species’ feigned listening,
Maelstrom's obsessive noise-making.

Still persistent
Is but a parade,
A just married tin can...

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In the rugged mountain passes
Of the western Carolinas,
Just west of Hendersonville and east of Kentucky, USA,
In the land of the foothills and steep valleys down,
Exists a remote land forgotten in time.

Steeped in country legends, handed...

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Foreign Travel- Portugal

It is all that is unspoken that gives a  place its atmosphere.....the endless turmoils that come from living....peaceful Celts conquered by Romans 
after centuries of resisting. The conquerers monuments still dominate large...

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The Mountain –
I climb between a foothill
And its craggy legs. Self will,
See me through
Where few have forged before,
Higher than the hawks explore
And higher than my clouded view.
I must not fail, there must be more!
I go

IN...

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Ranted I in fiery dance
Upon the rushed floor.
It plyeth mosaicate from out my thought.
Lucid it creels through battlement and prepapace.
Upon this tower, I cleveth Erin’s loved lorne lore.

It’s marshed earth with braided stench of wilded...

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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and white purity 
of Autumn’s ether -

he aviates 
a clear troposphere...

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She looked down from her place on high
The killing cold time was just past
And now she waited and watched
She waited almost withholding her breath for the magic

The conifers stood majestically along the rim
Their dark bluish...

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When Dinosaurs Inhabited The Planet

When dinosaurs roamed the earth
(T-Rexes, Triceratopses, Stegosauruses, and Brontosauruses)
Millions of years ago during the Mesozoic Era;
The land lushed green from the oxygen enriched environment,
And the lakes and oceans hued blue teeming...

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Winter's crisp yet early breath whispered to me this eve
A yearly session as we, the cold and me, gather
Conferring when, when can I join her, join her as she 
gallops wild and free-

Life has been...

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Scavenging squirrels search for acorns, scratching old stumps from trees. 
Scampering up my sugar maple, they steal my bird feeder seeds. 
Sleepy salamanders wake from their slumber to search on slippery stones for a spider...

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WHY SHULD I LERN TO SPELL?
HELL,
NO ONE REEDS WHAT I SAY
ANYWAY!!! :(

Sing for the cool night,
whispers of constellations.
Sing for the supple grass,
the tall grass, gently whispering.
Sing of infinities, multitudes,
of all that lies beyond us now,
whispers...

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We are the high altitude sentinels.
Our small groves freckle the high plains.
We keep to ourselves, mostly
upon the snow burdened peaks
where our ashen trunks blend
and our barren branches cling
to icy white glitter.

As the breath of winter...

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The only problem with 'Moonstruck'
is Cosmo's moon could never be so large in winter, 
stand for luck.

Mid-winter sledding brought joy
snow, speed, although the kids were beautiful
none were boys.

Walking the boundaries, and the old field
boundaries. Aged...

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If I have the time, I’ll wait eons, to greet you in scarlet dawn
As you marvel its vermillion garb embossing marigold arc
Emanating golden sparks, piercing hazy contours of dark
While gilded ripples glisten pond, where floats...

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The train I sat was chugging up
With a rhythmic sluggish pace,
It blew no smoke just rattled on
Across the stony mountain face.

A hamlet called me from the hills
Where green slopes and ridges allied,
A shard of sunlight...

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As he wears his golden crown
He forages frantically.
The goldcrest alights, he touches down.
He wears his crown magnitoquently.
"Fee hee hee" he chirps rapidly

A spider, the goldcrest consumed;
From its web he had plucked it away.
His excited search...

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Walk in woods enriching and serene
Draws gratitude quieting garrulous mind

Tranquil forests of breathtaking peaks
Whisper softly building profound links

Soaring trees of Oaks, Conifers and Ponderosa Pines
Form deep rooted networks in robust mountain brims

Sweet bonding and affection...

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Mother Wit

It chooses to whisper
Having endured shouting decades
Feigned listening
Maelstrom's noise

Left behind
Is but a parade
Just married tin cans
Tied to mankind's bumper

How circular the process

Sitting atop time's tree house
This place of early discoveries
Where dos and don'ts became...

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