Long Divert Poems

I love you only because I love you
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I love you only because I love you;
I am torn between loving and not loving you,
Between apathy and desire.
My heart vacillates...

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Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX

Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch

The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew...

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The day was going off, and the brown air
To the terrestrial animals gave rest
For their labors; and only me was there

Just ready to withstand the war at best
Both of the journey and of the torment,
Which...

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(Musings of a poet with huge doubts and a fragile faith)

Introduction: Is God A Joke Or Human Vanity?

When close friends die and other’s thoughts are suicidal,
When mankind’s soup du jour is loneliness with anguish	
When mental...

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When I was about twelve
I began to see my future
as a ruthlessly effective
overpoweringly sublime advocate for justice 
as global peace outcomed and measured,
As a courtroom drama officer
of the U.S. multicultural Court EcoSystem,
A flaring hot attorney
of...

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She has been planning this vacation for more than a year, she has so much love to share, she could not get any of it so she has to give away all of it. Sometimes...

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LC

I drop bars, that break bars, and start fights in dive bars
“Emotio est pons, amor est finis.” 
I am the spark between the medulla oblongata
and the thalamus. 
The protector of vertebrae,
And the processor behind what...

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I bury my face in my hands to cover the shame because everything was not the same, the spectacular air parade was blocked from the balcony and trooping the colors were searching for their destiny.

The...

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Predictions work in twists of what makes life workable
High and often misconstrued by the dogma of science
Lies and damned lies and statistics for the insecure
Foes foretold surprise when the blindfolds shed masks
In the light of...

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Missiles are flying over there and they are having fun over here, people are dying everywhere and they are having party down there. I have asked myself the question, what am I doing wrong why...

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In the twilight of thought, where shadows weave endless night stories,
We wander through the labyrinths of time, seeking meaning in the stardust of our existence,
Haunted by the whispers of mortality, a specter born from human...

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When the Earth was in danger     3/8
Prelude   (For Prelude please see part 2)

Then the most beautiful Urvashi* was called, from the heavenly court of Indira*,
To perform a unique dance,...

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The Trumpets Revelation chapter 8

Then the seven angels that had the seven trumpets prepared to sound
them.  The first angel sounded his trumpet, and there came fire mixed
with blood, and it was hurled down upon...

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The feeling was coming back with ferocity..He had made a turniquette with his belt and would periodically loosen it to restore flow and see if the bleeding had subsided.He hoped it was a clean through...

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Every time it feels as if I am going somewhere it turns out that I am not going anywhere, every time I plan to go somewhere, you change into another gear. I sort of understand...

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from conscionable, fashionable, 
and inimitable laudable official,
regal unequivocal x all did (re: exalted)
gratuitously justifiable management, 

this citizen banker does hint intend zealous altercation, 
but bestir commonwealth, dutifully engineering 
fairness, given hover into jaundiced keeper
LivingSocial lee,...

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Holocaust Poem: "On The Slaughter of the Jews"
by Chaim Nachman Bialik
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Merciful heavens, have pity on me!
If there is a God approachable by men
as yet I have not found him—
Pray for...

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Pl. See also Related BLOG of 17TH Feb

Prelude

This story is based partly on the Indian mythology and partly on my imagination.
The theme is anger, how it can destroy even the entire Earth and if controlled,
how...

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I


I see you wearing your green hijab.
Looking mysterious as the desert under the red sun
And I start to tremble with joy. If you only knew…
As you walked near me, I smell roses under the morning...

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Somber is the color of the day...
Window glass distorts the view, of the dreary afternoon
Prisms of light cavorting outside, are reflected from the dew
and rainbows are splashed, from an old pewter lamp 
  ...

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Ah be careful, so careful my friends
be careful before you go getting involved
Isn’t it strange how we sometimes get swept up
swept and sucked into a life event by sheer chance?

After attending to the baby, I...

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Chest tight
no light
cant fight
a blight

Tears threten to spill
I promise not to kill
I beg for you to fill
just please wait untill

I crave the past,
tears under the mask.
warmpth of a hug,
the pull of a heart string does...

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One can't help but a feeling

With all our country men a leaving...

...and more migrants lining up
at customs door...

Latest figures polled this year
57,000 plus have left...

...in pursuit of work as there is no more...
and the piper...

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A strange dream awoke me. With glazed eyes, I surveyed 
that about me. What happened to my bed! My night attire 
had been replaced by outdoor clothing layered so to find comfort 
in all kinds...

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The outside world makes me sick, suffocates me, dissolves my essence beneath my own skin,
Home seems like a distant illusion, reality—a thin veil ready to tear,
I beg for other shells to cover my body, to...

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