Long Cropping Poems

Wonderland
by Michael R. Burch
 
We stood, kids of the Lamb, to put to test
the beatific anthems of the blessed,
the sentence of the martyr, and the pen’s
sincere religion. Magnified, the lens
shot back absurd reflections of each...

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These are peace poems, prayer poems, hymns and lullabies I have written for family, friends and the world over the years ...

Peace Prayer
by Michael R. Burch

for Jim Dunlap

Be calm.
Be still.
Be silent, content.

Be one with the...

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Native American Translations

Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own...

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Let's be reasonable                                ...

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A kettle can never call a pot black 
Are they not from the same world of pain?
I swing my Ego in one last time of my life
And i was caught in the absence of hundred...

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These are prayer poems by Michael R. Burch, along with a few hymns. There are also poems on the subject of God and religion—Christianity in particular. 



I Pray Tonight
by Michael R. Burch

I pray tonight
the starry...

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Home
Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Form, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design, become cities 
Drawn down the street, concrete solid
Buildings line up one by one
In the calm one structure at a time evolves
There on the...

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Mother Africa,
Gather your sheep like a good shepherd.
Teach them morals and guide them rightly,
Educate them on African Values and culture.
Protect your sheep from the hynas and lions
That parade more in the forest of life to...

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From visiting Seattle to seeing whales from the port side of a ship… 
so many new experiences keep cropping up this trip…

We crossed the Puget Sound on a giant Ferry boat…
then drove across the Hood...

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My mind is always running like an overflowing faucet
Like a never ending bouncing ball that someone took and tossed it
Paid for with attention that I forgot how much it costed
As my mind will sometimes lose...

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He lives there, where people love
Land as mother, worship agriculture

People of his nation, after independence
brought green, white, yellow, blue revolutions
to meet with the crisis of food
to wipe out hunger
to up root poverty.

He tills his mother...

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Not friend of man or beast, or kind to any soul, 
not even their own. 
Perhaps compassion deserted them, along with reason
leaving not even an even-tongue..
in a dangerous clouded head.

Or maybe found under a curse...

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Guile fire 
comes from the mirror belly 
of the idol Cyclops telly

Dragon tales
swing wily into the ether, miry gutter
Caustic dirty words heard,
your mother told you don’t ever utter

Divide the grazing cash cattle
with corrosive, covetous steer...

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.... Human desire for adaptation, I foresee .... 

               - A solemn ongoing enthusiasm for - 


Becoming parallel with those who...

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One-Two 
Life from a differerent view
Open ur eyes- to these lies,
From the world,
Thats underground curled,
Askin questions,
Wantin mentions,
To plant the bead,
Not to evils deed,
For a need,
As a small city girls lead,
Part I now believe,
With all my...

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The Blood of My Fore-Fathers was spilt building this land too!

Though I think at Times People seem to Forget, For History Books May Never acknowledge their names.

I am here, Because they Came Before.

Their Legacy runs...

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I.

In the thin early April mist, she went
   Planting the seeds of the lotus flowers.
For days, the rains continued their descent
   From the sky, and how slowly passed the hours.
When her...

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Massive heads dipping low to the ground,
teeth cropping every last blade of grass,
shaggy beasts that don’t hurry for anything,
the giants have no need to move fast.

I perched myself against the corral fence,
holding my four-year-old son...

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the seepage into the matrix of the bone
the saturation of the nerves
the brain sweat
the dreams of static - caught between channels
then
the compatibility of the senses
the easy talk
the soft afternoons
the ease of knowing you are loved
the...

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Cup of love 
I create you
And consume you
Every day
Froth you 
Grind you 
Tamp you down
Extract all there is
From your little bean
Pour it into your frothy foam
And that  first sip of heavenly you
Makes me love...

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Speech

Free speech, 
is the power of one person, 
to say, anything they like, 
to have an opinion, 
and to have it heard, 
even if it is bad, 
even if it is good, 
it is the...

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haiku – senryu
JUST THINKING
********************
life... rife...
some strife...
it's reality

not all life is fun
get with reality
heed natures warnings

love thy neighbor
turn the other cheek
let peace prevail

no news today
for my peace of mind
how do others cope

rhetoric... why...
when quietness would suffice
have...

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Tribute to Dawn of Day: Stories from the Underground Railroad

From
Tennessee 
Virginia 
Mississippi
Kansas
Wisconsin
To free states in the north and Canada 
I grieved  upon the grave of the slave
Tears circling the tomb
Securing his name 
For their...

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Passion Fruit

The harvest is abundant it’s rewards grow plentiful 
                      on my passion tree...

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Tripping, skipping, lipping Lee. I’ve got a wart hog, you’re on my knee!
Spiking, liking, biking me, I’m going to travel, far as you can see.
Hopping, bopping, cropping, key. Fits in a door knob, bigger than...

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