Long Disentangling Poems

Rejection Slips 2

The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
 
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
 
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,

the monthly penance
of flowers,
the annual wake,
 
the face in the...

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I listened to his heart profusely, 
For a beat like his was much to ponder
I often wondered, his thoughts, and,
A light in me knew, with wretched wonderment
What the whispers in his mutterings meant to me

They...

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Recluse by dint of circumstance

Proud anonymous troglodytes 
forerunners of mine
confronted threats less horrific
than forty fifth commander in chief
of United States of America.

He/him (matted hair, ratty, scrawny, 
and tetchy ugly villain)   
scurried into dark...

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He/him (ratty, scrawny, 
and tetchy ugly villain)   
scurried into dark recesses of hermitage
averse to cavort, frolic, inure himself
into the duplicitous schemes
capitalized, glorified, popularized

courtesy vanity of Homo sapiens
lest imp of the pervert 
already sacrificed...

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I loved you, that is for sure
I hadn’t met someone quite like you before
Absolutely annoying in probably every way possible—
From your smile, your croaky voice, to the way your hands moved
Like a robot when you...

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When you sort decades of electric cables from that box hidden away

It reminds of disentangling neurons haphazardly fired at random

	It’s a beautiful day and you’re in it among sea saw and hammer


Hundreds of screws in...

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How evil is this society, 
for telling the truth, 
that it will jeopardize your entire life and 
others that are around you.
How many more lions must die
at the hands of the evildoers?
Memories fades away,
as the...

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The strongest den,  most beautiful place,  unbreakable bond s and each others strength. 
Beautiful memories wrapped and treasured. 
Yes,  family is the most beautiful gift one can ever get. 

If we pay...

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If troubles were akin to veils,
which on their own do not one blind,
when multiplied can quickly smother,
overwhelming smothered mind.

But tearing off these piling veils,
is not piled order in reverse.
Instead chaotic - scramble, tangle!
Multiply their tangled...

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August 11 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 1-3

Key Verse – Jeremiah 1:19 And they shall fight against thee; but they shall not prevail against thee; for I am with thee, saith the...

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Small we stand large with poetry and verse write about sun and sheer darkness
       
Rainfall comets and tides as a micro-cosmos in a world that lacks infinite words

Some throw...

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Doppelgänger
by Michael R. Burch
			
Here the only anguish
is the bedraggled vetch lying strangled in weeds,
the customary sorrows of the wild persimmons,
the whispered complaints of the stately willow trees
disentangling their fine lank hair,

and what is past.

I find...

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