Long Herder Poems

Various Heresies 5

Tonight, Let's Remember
by Michael R. Burch

July 7,2007 (7-7-7)

Tonight, let's remember the fond ways
our fingers engendered new methods to praise
the gray at my temples, your thinning hair.
Tonight, let's remember, and let us draw near...

Tonight,...

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Please note that this work is meant to follow in Epic Form and will not follow commonly used grammatical rules found in Prose, such as, not following proper paragraph use. Because it is an Epic...

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Since the spring saw us calving out fifty or more first time heifers it 
was a lot more important to have help from a night herder.  Well I fit that bill.  Billy 
had...

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I miss some information while the news drones on today,
and lose a favorite TV chair, while commentators lie on air.
The coddled cats, now cozy in my spot, have no respect for playing fair. 
Their clawing...

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First year came as a rude shock 
And the second still was like a dream 
Third was a reality
The gone is gone for good 
My beloved father a good shepherd has left
Leaving it all for...

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THE OLD COVERED BRIDGE

Late fall
Country scene
One birch, close by, already bare
With a taste of frost in the air
And this sturdy, old, covered bridge – this haven -
Strong tiled, tightly sided. A few slats still thrive...

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Jesse lived in my hometown                              ...

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I scorn thee, Puberty!  Damn thee as well,
Thou abominable herder of shame,
Will thou findeth glee by my told sarspell?
I beseech thee of ineffable name,
Rendereth thineself as quiet slain game,
For thine cruel ends be reached,...

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back at the Arab Spring
and now a Wall Street Fall
citizens of foundering faith
just wanna change it all

believing in a higher purpose
is passing the way of the horse
power to too few, or many, versus
the prospect of...

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Once in Sikkim a ranch owner,
Employed young Atek as a herder.
Who dedicatedly looked after the animals, 
In a pure place where no one travels.
He loved to play his melodious flute,
Made of the Lepcha bamboo shoot.
He...

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As I get older I’m taking a liking
To relive my youth and go motor biking 
To pull back the throttle and kick down the gear
And tear up the highway, just like yesteryear
My hair flowing free...

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Jesus, you say bring home my sheep
You say be a shepherd like perfect You
I say my sheep have gone prodigal
They have my credit card, I say resigned
At least they buy cheap wine on my dime
They’ve...

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-
I stood in the door way of this cinema town
A punch to my head and a fall to the ground

Staggered back up to my feet in a flash
A black tooth sheep herder stared back in...

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The wind puffs into hills and across the dale,
Dusty, and thrashing lashes with a gusty gale.
As the herder stoops holding his club in hand,
He watched the eagle in pique as it landed.
The two crows were...

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In my vessel below Europa seas
Pardoning my telepathy-
You see, I am too far below
to reach out to you in our minds
As lovers do.
I envision our green skin
sticking together,
communicating from within.
I am but a mere herder
of...

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cyberpork
a found poem using contemporary computer slang


sludge solution
grok it
nerf sword nerf herder
sock puppet astroturf
bluesnarf
cupertinoeffect 
the crawling horror 
conscious agents 
of our own delight and distraction
streisand effect
do not feed the troll

geoswag 
geocacher geonick geocache
muggle
typosquat
egosurf snowclone
infovore, digerati,...

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giant crows can be thugs, the six-year-old child told me.
they wear masks and can intimidate you out of an elm tree.
I had no knowledge of this at all and begged to hear more.
this child lives...

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A shepherd girl named Bo Peep lost her sheep and her Jeep
And didn't know where to find them.
She fell asleep stoned,
When she woke they were gone,
Leaving hoof prints and tire tracks behind them.

She offered as...

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The Cowboy 

In Texas they love football and cowboys, not your ordinary 
cowboys mind, the ones who herd the cattle to slaughter,
but those who walk tall in local towns and own an oil well 
or...

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The Herder

Words are racing by as a yacht making blue water white.
Should I now think in nautical terms, say, a bad seascape
painting of crested waves, which looks like clotted cream?
 When I’m thinking of sheep...

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Did you ever consider the permanent damage you could cause
Did you consider that a perfect plan
has hidden flaws
Did you ever think of how my heart would break
This constant pain is too much to take
Your murderous...

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You can tell him no
but the training wheels on his head 
spin on,
he thinks you don’t mean it,
that you don’t mean a thing
even when that ‘thing’ is a
tense bubble of spitting camels. 
He just keeps...

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I am a Herder of words, 
I am sorry that I cannot bring forth an auditorium and make them dance. 

I am herder of words my friend, 
I cannot bring life to canvas and add...

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She is uppercase, Her within the within
out shines the sun, out paces the moon.

Thoughts of a ham sandwich come to a squealing halt
as I recall my low sodium diet -
She (too often to count) plays...

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For the sun  that didn't shine till dusk 
For the moon  that didn't light our paths at dawn
To the stars  that left our skies blank
And to the herder that left the pastures...

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