Long Cot Poems

Poems about Poems (I)



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
~~~underwater~~~
watching the shoreline blur
sees through his breath’s weightless bubbles...
Both worlds grow obscure.



Muse/Goddess
by Michael R. Burch

“What will you conceive in...

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No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds demur...

telling me
that nothing returns
as it was before...

here where you have...

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The State of the Art (I)
by Michael R. Burch

Has rhyme lost all its reason
and rhythm, renascence?
Are sonnets out of season
and poems but poor pretense?

Are poets lacking fire,
their words too trite and forced?
What happened to desire?
Has...

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Sonnets XVII-XXIV

Discrimination
by Michael R. Burch

The meter I had sought to find, perplexed,
was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose.
I found it in sheet music, in long rows
of hologramic CDs, in sad wrecks
of long-forgotten...

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Flirt with Whitney
Flirt with fear 
Life is good
But I rather be anywhere but here
Body aches from pushing out tears
Driving on the road of life
Eyes is watery
So I can't steer 
And I'm getting dizzy 
Stomach very...

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On Fam'ly Traditions - 3rd third -


With 2 dinky bedrooms...and only 3 beds...the one time I'd been here I'd slept on a cot!  And tossin' a coin for the one with 2 beds...the-odd-man the...

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AN ANECDOTE FROM THE PAST...

Names of places and persons have either been changed or omitted to protect identity.

It was a late summer’s night warm and balmy,
Camping we were high in the lofty mountains;
I was lying...

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Newfoundlanders can row, you should see some of'em go,
when they puts a punt on a pond. 
But I don't like this mess, all this Race foolishness,
I'd never seen so much goings on.

If you wants to...

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Tasting Africa (One L****ick at a Time) Part 2
(Though the title's a joke, my limericks are not!)

5. Yet Another World Wonder
Feel like now I am older I need to admit
A Safari to Africa costs quite...

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Sunday morning early, five a.m to be
precise, my mind awakes, then gently succours
the body to arise from one’s mundane sleep. I
then transfer to Britain via 1ZB, listening
to the English football commentary, it’s worth
the lack of...

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I know your confidence is low, you don't see much in yourself
You've had to face your demons alone, your family didn't do enough to help
They had other priorities such as drinking
Keeping your thoughts to yourself...

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We enter through the glassed-in porch
And I feel even more at ease, 
Remembering that as a child
My own room once had been a porch
But there are even more windows here
With glass on all three sides.
Old...

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One day a placid platypus was playing in a kitchen. He had discovered that there was often much to sort and much to sort was often much fun. Other platypuses did not realise how much...

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Evening has quietly tiptoed away on slippered feet
Houses up and down the street are silhouettes

A garden looks white- washed in moonlight, 
And the faint sound of a train whistles through the air 
  ...

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 Remembering this poem of mine of 2013 on this special Day means a lot for me. Hope the new members of Poetry Soup would find it interesting and useful as besides many other things...

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Walking down the road
This time pulling my load
Moving around
Nowhere am I bound
It is all the same, I have found
Gathered some toys 
You know how it is with us boys
If outside
Is where I must abide
Then I...

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Francis saw the lights and heard the approaching sound of the Harley.She was at the entrance when Suzanne and Arlis pulled up .He slumped behind Suzanne leaning upon her as she maneuvered the bike to...

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Suzanne thought she felt the slightest of vibration.So slight in fact she could not be  sure
If she had imagined it.

Arlis woke as she worked her hand down the leg feeling for the searing heat...

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Francie folded with the first contraction .Sam had watched her eyes widen as the
amniotic fluid soaked her dress.The contractions began immediately as if a starter pistol had been fired.She could tell this time was not...

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It was 6.15, in the morning, 
I was in a deep sleep, 
The rising sun pierced the thatched roof and made my skin burn,
I wrapped the blanket tight   - no use it was...

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" A Sense of Humor ... "

( A Satirical Moral )


'Somewhere,  There's A Sense of Humor'
Said The Jack In The Box
'We Keep A Sense of Humor'
Said The Gambler's Tokens At The Slots

'I Don't Like...

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A morning bustles with activity. Folks go about their day, including a Siamese cat creeping past the sidewalk. But appearances are deceiving. This place isn't Disney World. Every day is a struggle for survival. A...

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 Bang! Bang! Who shot and killed
   Jeanette and Harvey Crewe?
 By whose hand was their blood spilled?
   The cops they surely knew.
 Two fatal shots rang out that day
 ...

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I could recall some years ago
The day that sealed the  deeds of the deal
And dot the long journey  of nine months
In my calendar of the years
The same brought about the cry 
That started...

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After the big bang in space you hang and hang
Getting ready and steady before our history began	
Beating a couple of a billion stars to become the Sun
Molding the ashes of earth for the descent of...

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