Long Expires Poems

Near Sainthood
by Mirza Ghalib
translation by Kanu V. Prajapati and Michael R. Burch

On the subject of mystic philosophy, Ghalib,
your words might have seemed deeply profound
and we might have pronounced you a saint...
if only we hadn't found
you...

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This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery evoked in his best-known poem. From the vantage of the...

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Harry Horsman's treatment was withdrawn over a week ago and they are making him comfortable, he is now in Hospice care.

Susan Ashly…we can only hope that Hospice care can keep Harry comfortable. May comfort be...

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Ancient Shadows Awaken into God’s Light

Underneath the deep seabed the stirring sands of time have passed on.
Ancient shadows continue to haunt all of us from the oceans’ depths,
And insidious and violent nightmares portray bloody and...

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Ancient Shadows Awaken into God’s Light

Underneath the deep seabed the stirring sands of time have passed on.
Ancient shadows continue to haunt all of us from the oceans’ depths,
And insidious and violent nightmares portray bloody and...

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The Ancient Viking Warrior In His Old Age, 
A Collaboration With Vladislav Raven

Part (1.)

Biding his time, as each day wrangles its hours away
his soul resting between heaven and Hade's hot fires
for wanton desires shall demand...

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When anarchy consumes a barren soul,
the hatred overwhelms the beating heart.
It sickens minds and steals the body whole  
then rips the cloth of empathy apart.
Existence lies between what evil craves
and what your world may...

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We are fire.
We fire.
We consume and produce warm memories,
and colder dissonance.
Where were we before first flicker of flame?
What were we before our time?

After our last flame expires
is our dialectal distinction
now extinction?
Or this same where of...

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Life shattered, soul crushed, another one has perished 
once gone from this world was all she ever cherished
No amazing and joyful tales to tell the kids
just naked silence, from raging of black rapids
From heavens above,...

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In the beginning,
Before the beginning of all beginnings,
Was God.
And He was all.
But this was not enough,
And God knew
That the beauty and goodness of Him
Must be sent forth to spread everywhere-
Through all space, and time-
And eternity.

Then...

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Inspiration, Revelation, Adaptation, Within Poetic Verse

Sonnet I

I saw morn's soft hands stretching to touch bright moonlight
Is but a fleeting blink betwixt man's death and birth
Dark unknowing is why we so oft fear the night
In that...

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Part - 1.

Biding his time, as each day wrangles its hours away
his soul resting between heaven and Hade's hot fires
for wanton desires shall demand highest of life's pay
from blood flowing until care and want expires
battles...

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Surrender to sleep at last! What a misery, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michael R. Burch

Passage home? Impossible! Surely...

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Homer translations

Surrender to sleep at last! What an ordeal, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michael R. Burch

Passage home? Impossible!...

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Should Select Which Effect Is Correct

What you should do is detect and select,
Which one you want  and can be correct,
That does adapt,
Without mishap;
Willl energize an effectice efficient effect.

Jim Horn

Heading for the magic number 666.

Jack,...

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It is everywhere around me,
No one to share with but me.
It is too lonely to know.
But it is a great life to live.
Listening to the humming of the flies,
The squeak of the mouse.

Walking down the...

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Oh I am but a simple leaf
         withering within the gutter
         one summer of bliss
    ...

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We spent Christmas in Camas, Washington
With Aunt Lil and Uncle Carl on this run
Carl owned the town’s only sporting goods store 
He knew local fishing; where to catch more 

Carl said, “Steelhead fishing is very...

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36.
               The Rose

The garden rose by Nature's brush
Seems the perfect flower.
It sleeps before the autumn moon...
Is reborn of April showers.

I feel...

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Culture in Bean Town was part of the City bling, bling! They socialized and told about what was happening in their lives and party until sunrise.  These extravaganzas [usually] happen on Thursday night and...

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Love Was Sent, Treasure That Healed Two Crushed Hearts, 
A Collaboration with Susan Ashley
 
Life shattered, soul crushed, another one has perished 
once gone from this world was all she ever cherished
No amazing and joyful...

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Insatiable thirst and hunger
A bottomless materialistic pit
Always something for nothing
Prop your feet up; you’re the shit

Narcissist lazy behavior
Spoiled childish attitude
Snowflakes; everybody’s a winner
Except for people like me and you

They want it all
Dedicated to useless social...

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Think long and hard and tell me-what is love?
I’m thinking of the normal answers, and they appall me!
Tell me love is chocolate, flowers, and sex;make my day!
I pity those who believe that, because that is...

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My love is as deep as all the oceans and seas,
It is only meant for you and for me.
It goes as deep as the earth's core,
I'll prove it to you so you'll be sure.
My love...

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THE DARKEST HOUR 

The darkest hour of the night - hits us just before the morn
This moment of deepest thoughts - before we are re-born 

Fleeting in its moment - hard to keep within ones...

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