Long Fourscore Poems

Epigrams by Michael R. Burch

If brevity is the soul of wit
then brevity and levity 
are the whole of it.
—Michael R. Burch

To write an epigram, cram.
If you lack wit, scram!
—Michael R. Burch

Conformists of a feather
flock together.
—Michael...

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Groundswell Of Emotional Blessedness

Ebullience exudes from mine every pore
courtesy festive mood in the air,
thus acknowledgment to the following:

thank you All Poetry, COSMOFUNNEL,
Facebook, Hello Poetry, My Poetic Side
PoetryNook, Poetry Soup, PoetryVibe
Tumblr, et cetera 
anonymous global friends,
Romans...

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(thank you All Poetry, COSMOFUNNEL,
Facebook, Hello Poetry
Poetry Soup, Tumblr, 
et cetera global friends).

A network of cherished kinships allied
forged, and linkedin analogous
to union of groom and bride
thru electronic bonds engender intrigue,
nonetheless unconditionally accept,
no matter I chide
self,...

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Alternately titled: Get out of my head mister chatterbox!

While inside me noggin legions
of monstrous demons abhor
protest being force fed
arcane and obscure
assaying into religious dogma
hence mind chatter goes full bore
thus crafting poem quite a difficult chore,
one...

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Ignominy hewed into comeuppance, 
where yours truly aggrieved state 
far worse fate  
than becoming deceased, though 
years gone by since meek kin 
grievously afflicted soundly did berate
  
deplorable marital indiscretion 
this mister (wordsmith)...

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Anthropomorphic test device to explore
amply, cheaply tricked out 
with super tramping,
albeit unsophisticated trappings 
strewn ceiling to floor
available for purchase at Dollar store
(actually merchandise 
cost more than 100 pennies)
nonetheless unmanned spacecraft made
perfect landing upon alien nation...

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My life devoid of exotic adventure
(in fact...yours truly
never set foot outside the United States,
nor took to the skies, yes...how bore)
ring, the solitary endeavors,

not an onerous unbearable chore,
although (as mentioned in a previous poem)
this fellow rarely...

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RED DEVILS AND THE BLUES

Who dares to dare the dare devil
Or share the same insurmountable level
Than the deep blue sea?
To break the ledge
More than two lives will merge
After the whistle give 'em the Blues
Instead of...

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WHAT IS LIFE?
“For all our days are passed away in thy wrath:
we spend our years as a tale that is told.
The days our years are three scores and ten;
and if by reason of strength, they...

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Life’s seashore,rough, stirring, indifferent and warm,
Showcases the face of the old man withering the storm;
An old man waiting for Providence to show him the night to the day,
As he gazes at the playful dolphins, swimming...

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Battling The “D” Word
(Tough Old Birds Never Give Up)
By: Miracle Man
1-5-2020

I awake most days reasoning my future is late,
I find scant moves fast enough to accommodate me.
I’ve begun putting things aside, I procrastinate,
And good times...

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The meadow’s breath a gift to all, the misty mornings’ dew,
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

So green and warm, and full of life, the forest skirt and the maids’...

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Today I crossed a milestone in a most eventful life
Fourscore years of wonder in a world awash in strife
I’ve kept a sense of humor in the face of utter gloom
Honored my commitments, married an incredible...

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In you the Dogs of War unleashed again
  an Expeditionary Force by sea,
and in the ground in years fourscore and ten
  lie bones of Empire and Admiralty.
How in muddy trench riflemen joining
 ...

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FOURSCORE AND THREE
By Leonard Kleeman

As I approach fourscore and three
I wonder how it would really be
If I could go back in time
And make that “Road Not Taken” mine.

If I could just take a different road
Would...

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Time Flies
(whether you’re having fun or not)
By: Miracle Man
11-11-2019

Each day as I witness the sun come up,
I’m reminded of time’s muted counting.
While time is making no audible sound,
Earthly years continue their mounting.*

Age wasn’t introduced by...

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