Long In fetters(p) Poems

Athenian Epitaphs

Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be,
but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea.
—Michael R. Burch, after Plato

Does my soul abide in heaven, or hell?
Only the sea gulls
in their...

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The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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Deor's Lament

(Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem circa the 10th century AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Weland endured the agony of exile:
an indomitable smith wracked by grief.
He suffered countless sorrows;
indeed, such sorrows were his bosom companions
in that frozen...

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Free Power
                                 ...

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Part-1: Preamble

God loves us, so He split Himself in two
Motionless as space, kinetic as time
Shiva and Shakti; truth known to but few
As the word of God - Om sounded life's chime

God's vibration caused a ripple...

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With the opening of my fortress cell,
solemn-faced men come locust invading in
Their mouths smile not, and eyes neither grin
as ceremonial words pursed lips expel
A deer thought escapes ... my life nears its end!
And I feel...

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"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."

Take your pick! Or better still, self realise your own insight.

Interpretation of the agnostic: 

Original thought is energy created...

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“I have five friends; a Christian, a Buddhist, a Sikh, a Hindu and a Muslim. Each speaks of a different God or truth. Who should I believe?”

“Belief? Is that not a mind game? Is not...

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Over yonder pastoral realms, with heaving mounds of green
Birds of variegated colors shine, where.streamlets gleam with opal sheen.
In circles round, fleetfooted Zephyr sweeps the laurelled ground
With footfalls that loom, a sweet scented voluptuous sound
Which gently strike...

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Joyful music filled the village
when mother’s barren womb gave birth. 
Born to end Philistine pillage, 
and fill sad, anxious hearts with mirth.

No wine or product of the vine,
should pass your palate when you dine.
No razor...

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Wobbly I stood and wobbly I remain -

The sole  of my Soul untested and untried

Not trusting the firmament on which its stability stands.

So I must reach.




For a kind hand, a rock to assuage my...

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Regarding merit: absent, missing, void
Of all redeeming qualities, save one,
The apple of His eye, His "very good.”
Was He, in pleasant garden, much annoyed
When they His one divine decree did shun
To taste forbidden fruit because they...

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The River Mersey and The Black Pearl New Brighton 

Let the Caribee and sultry sea call to the pirates bold. 
But on this shore, with its tales of lore, The Mersey keeps its hold
For merchants,...

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With faces in the window having storms in the night

You gave me promises they gave me pain
When will we ever live to understand this game
Give me shelter from the storm within cause we may never...

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Nor Usman’s treasure-chest you own, Nor Ali’s empty bowl,
With spirits of such great forbears, What kinship has your soul?
The honoured of their times, they lived, For theirs was true iman,
You live disgraced, as having left...

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So dear son,
                  A man on crutches is a broken man
       ...

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My dear son,
                    It is morning, this is our new beginning of conversation
   ...

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I Woke Up

I woke up this morning to nothing, 
Emptiness crowded my lonely room, 
The sound of silence was deafening, 
I was blinded by the rays of gloom, 
(Just a dress rehearsal for the tomb)...

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September 15 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Mark 4-6

Key Verse – Mark 4:1-2 And he (Jesus) began again to teach by the sea side: and there was gathered unto him a great multitude,...

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Sitting underneath this pavilion, thinking....

Of how I have beheld the shadows of darkness' scorching face

Sweeping across the skies of all of life, trying its very best

To encase them, within its sorrows of sorrow!

Some people say...

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Hello, my lovely PS family...Here after a long break...i am here with another poem to you guys....
This poem is actually a translation of a hindi poem (From India)
This poem signifies the power a woman and...

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Dearest son,
                      This was the time I held your hand
    ...

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Dear son                        
         ...

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Bowing humbly, before "The Father of Light!"
That I could gather in, the four corners of the earths wind
To spread them out as a garment, before their vision
As the stars within the firmament, across the night...

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Yesterday,

It was just yesterday in September,

He was laid to rest in golden casket,

Though he lived a golden life to deserve more.

Yet as men do,

The celebration of hypocrites comes after the death of kings.

Rare Wig gawk...

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