Long Day dream Poems

My husband and I always enjoy visiting
GrandMother Eartha
on Mother's Day

She often shares
last night's dreams,
which too often follow rather disturbing peak experience themes

Because,
you know,
or maybe not because,
how would I know?

Dreams about Her Straight White AlphaMale trauma
were...

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Limericks VII - Naughty, Bawdy, Risque, Absurd

There continue to be modern sequels of the famous "Nantucket" limericks, including this bawdy one of mine:

There was a lewd whore from Nantucket
who intended to pee in a bucket;
but...

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Fahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch

From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...

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Vampire Poetry

Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch
 
Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot
 
born of the night
and her heart, of darkness,
evil incarnate
to dance so reckless,
 
dreaming of...

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Vampires
by Michael R. Burch

Vampires are such fragile creatures;
we fear the dark, but the light destroys them...
sunlight, or a stake, or a cross—such common things.
Still, late at night, when the bat-like vampire sings,
we heed his voice.

Centuries...

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FOUR TENETS OF CREATIVITY


PERCEPTION PARTURATION PUBLICATION PARTICIPATION

 

     




INTRODUCTION


This short  eBook encompasses my experiences of the creative in both art and poetry in particular.The content of each of the four...

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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...

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I had a funny feeling today
that forced me to go to the park and pray
I was neither happy or sad but I felt a bit mad
I jumped into my truck and drove to the top...

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I had a historic dream
that Einstein led polypathic Elders
pursuing roots of time
emerging light's speeding race
through repowering histories,
revolving thought experiments 
resolving re-ligioned mysteries.

I dreamed energy conjoined sacred places
as vibration reiterates pattern
rhythmic times of changing space
bifurcating sight's...

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It was just a silhouette but it reminds me why I left the spirit box closed 
I felt as though the hand I was holding
Was yours and not my own
In my want to believe
But reality...

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As I awake this morning
I remember a Barney song 
for my more oppositionally misaligned daughter.

I love you
and you love me
even if I couldn't realign my four B's,
Brain,
and Branches,
and Belly,
and Butt, 
these four aligned
good government.

If you...

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Global pride! Greatest story-theme worldwide! Oceanic!
Voyage liner - Atlantic! British cruise ship! Titanic!
Born in the yard of Harland and Wolf! Floated to venture!
Who did ever dream of a deadliest wreck- adventure?

Christened after Titans of the...

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This is a result of text messaging. You have forgotten; how...; to punctuate. It affects you. This affects me. This effects all of us. Misplaced kindness masked by hate; lost in a text. There's no...

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Struggle to write

Witnessed courtesy the following poetic sight
especially when dark shadows foretell edge of night
twilight zone expanding
into outer limits of width and height
obscuring webbed wide world
subsequently where black tentacles alight.

This poetic prologue feeble exercise to...

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Summer is lingering on and autumn is secretly chiming in
wild marigolds are blooming everywhere
and the earth is soaking up  my  sordid tears
The full moon is  watching over me and predicting my destiny
Bright...

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Sometimes the writers best friend is melancholy.  
The opposite being jolly
The ability to store past pain,.triumphs that life has made
Memories not meant to fade
 many beautiful poems come from tears
Love lost over the years
Just...

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The formless spider, shaking 
            coins of mourning dew off her back, 
           ...

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It was a glorious day in 1943,
The kind of day you wish to hug your children carefree.
The frozen Polish Winter winds were almost dying,
The golden promise of Summer made everything sing,

It was very sunny on...

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I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon.
I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon.

I studied sleep patterns too, like vivid...

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I groaned when I saw the e-mail at work
for the yearly harassment seminar,
every year the same useless consultant
saying,”Don’t be crude, no matter where you are,
and don’t as a coworker to the bar.”
The company’s effort to...

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In 1963 Dr. King gave a speech in Washington D.C.
it was a most stirring address that became a prophecy
he made mention of a dream of an America he had invisioned
one with justice, equality for all...

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I awaken from a dream and the 1st thing that I do:
Look at the pillow next to me and check to see if you
Are lying there beside me or if I am alone.
But once again...

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This Poem was submitted for the poetry contest "Jamie's interesting contest 1" sponsored by Jamie Pan, for theme #6. Reflections in a window.

Once while my mind was drifting through a cafe fenestration,
Whence my cappuccino cup...

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I only learned one thing in school
And that was how to fight
The teachers were always so good at it
And they were always right.

One teacher was nicknamed spitfire
Because she'd spit as she spoke
All the teachers wore...

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winds chill the bones and rattle the teeth of the those who dare stand in the cold, 
when there's a shield blocking the chills, the cold seeps in; drowning me in a unbearable
quilt of 
frigid...

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