Long Huntress Poems

Limericks II - Nature Poems and Animal Poems

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot!"



Clyde Lied!
by...

Read More

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot."



Stage Craft-y
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a dromedary
who...

Read More

Erin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...

Read More

Athenian Epitaphs II

These are ancient Greek epitaphs for lost family and friends, including dogs and other animals ...

Now his voice is prisoned in the silent pathways of the night: 
his owner's faithful Maltese... 
but will...

Read More

Juvenilia: Early Poems VII

These are early poems I wrote as a boy and as a teenager.

The Leveler
by Michael R. Burch

The nature of Nature
is bitter survival
from Winter’s bleak fury
till Spring’s brief revival.

The weak implore Fate;
bold men...

Read More

Sonnets LXXI-LXXX

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you...

Read More

MODERN SONNETS II

I prefer the original definition of the sonnet as a “little song” of indeterminate form and length. These modern sonnets vary from more-or-less traditional to free verse.



In Praise of Meter
by Michael R. Burch

The...

Read More

"Birthing the Vortex"



the complexities of a myth
borne from the birth 
of amorphous seat 
in dark matter brain

storming dimensions never seen
merely guessed, intuitive, unblessed
visage of a lost majesty
she’s returning to true self 

all wrapped up in...

Read More

"The Will to Survive" 

It was a peaceful time
back then in the dreams
that were once 
our prepossessing future.

sands of time 
dragged under our bare feet 
while the crystal clean warm ocean
of life that once was,...

Read More

"Wolves"



Pulchritude is not a beautiful word.

Dark can be beautiful
when walking with wolves
hearing their stories
sad songs of love lost 
soft they begin 
and then hungry
for the essential missing elemental,
they can be heard harshly calling, 
after a...

Read More

O! Ferocious temptress of the land, sea and air.
Spread not thy leathery wings in fancy flights.
From the generic evolution, into future clones.
Lust raptures into unknown worlds of imagination.
		
Amazon warrior of deadly desires,
Hold my sword, it...

Read More

His former intimate partner was she, 
you know, the kind you’re supposed to trust?
She seemed covered in innocence and sweet, 
but she was obsessed with his past lust. 
Following him everywhere was a must.

With all...

Read More

Once there was a youthful, bubbly butterfly.
Who loved to fly under the sunlit azure sky.
        Colors of joy reflected from her iridescent wings
     ...

Read More

Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus...
courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace

Acrimonious scurrilous words
flew out the mouth
of vicious nasty shortish brute
leaving yours truly
as a key witness dumbfounded.

Outrageous spluttering claims
of stolen parcels
plus ransacked jewelry
totaling to the tune
of...

Read More

In believing you have misconstrued what this was and what was meant for you and the part you've played in the time you've stayed..

   The hunter became the huntress the prey seized the...

Read More

One evening my dog and I discovered a nature enveloped trail and we went for 
a walk. In the dandelion laden grass we encountered a grazing doe with two 
identical looking offspring. Unexpectedly, a taller...

Read More

Ancient Greek and Roman Epigrams I

Wall, we're astonished that you haven't collapsed,
since you're holding up verses so prolapsed!
Ancient Roman graffiti, translation by Michael R. Burch

You begrudge men your virginity?
Why? To what purpose?
You will find no...

Read More

It seems
on the roads net 
between you and me
i know every stone, mark and feature
talking with them tet-a-tet
about you, my dear friend.

So often and so long
i run to you
in my dreams,
plans, fantasia
and others spiritual and...

Read More

Huntress
by Michael R. Burch

after Baudelaire

Lynx-eyed, cat-like and cruel, you creep
across a crevice dropping deep
into a dark and doomed domain.
Your claws are sheathed. You smile, insane.
Rain falls upon your path, and pain
pours down. Your paws are...

Read More

Why A Poem Is More Than Ink On A Page

Why a poem is more than ink on a page
its heart, soul and sweet treasure at any age
can be expressing sorrows and deep rage
or gems of...

Read More

The places I go with my arrows and bow
on glorious Autumn days.
Barking squirrels and cawing crows 
pain staking miles that heal the soul

In the light of day I stalk my prey
anticipating any movement coming my...

Read More

Modest woman moderate woman
Your inner beauty strikes me
Like the tongue of noble eloquence
More than gold even refined gold
Or our purged fulgent silver.

Black woman proud woman
Your pride is not haughty
But a humble pride of eaglets;
Your black...

Read More

Huntress Of Forest Gems And Its Lush Greens

    Huntress of forest gems and its lush greens,
    That which rivals colors of peacock's preens,
    Oft hidden in...

Read More

I could never really understand
Why some women
Won’t give me the time of day
And seem to look the other way
Or I feel like I’m being hunted
And I’m their prey

I just don't get it.
I get so confused
You...

Read More

There it is
The old kettle
Whispering on the hearth
In the winter it speaks to me
Of nights out on the moor

And as the wind
It whistles down the chimney
From above
I see the flames
Are whipped upon
Like Jesus carrying the...

Read More