Long Inhibition Poems

Where Does the Butterfly Go?
by Michael R. Burch

for the children of the Holocaust and the Nakba

Where does the butterfly go
when lightning rails,
when thunder howls,
when hailstones scream,
when winter scowls,
when nights compound dark frosts with snow ...
Where...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems IX

These are early poems of mine, written in my teens as a high school student and during my first two years of college.

Shock
by Michael R. Burch

It was early in the morning of...

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With Julian Jaynes
we find an egocentric languaged LeftBrain
developing reasons to sacredly love our healthy RightBrain inductive-integrative SacredPower feelings of Earth's co-relationship with LeftBrain's Self-ReGenerating Identity
of BiCameral Ego/Eco-Consciousness.

Later on in the evolution of Positive Psychology,
we find...

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And that is why... this platform is here for answers they can't deny...
It's a truth within a complexity that is standing high...
Let us follow the roots and explore the depths of its grand design...
Cause every...

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Friendship is....?

The warm feeling inside, we always get
when an old acquaintance is unexpectedly met:
the sound of a familiar voice on a telephone line,
that sincerely asks: “are you well and keeping fine?”
We seek information after ill...

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If vain thy earthly hopes did prove, thou canst not mourn their flight; Thy brightest hopes were fixed above. And they shall know no blight—Anne-Bronte   

Overjoyed       ...

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When I was a lad and somewhat brash
I often read the poems of Ogden Nash,
whose humourous rhymes on many themes,
was motivation for my own poetic dreams.

Later when I took to reading Edgar Allen Poe,
more of...

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Why does everything i do make me more confused
I thought i was done with you
With your love, thought i had buried you for good
but because i was addicted to it
I went and exhumed it
but i...

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Each single morning on my way to work
I fantasize what happens in New York
If I were to spend a long weekend there.
I'd ask you out of the blue, not despair.

Once passionate lovers, can we be...

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The Ghost Train

North Wind, it was a howling, the sky was black as guilt
Malevolent the sheen, where upon her  moonbeams spilt
Through the murky distance, her belly glowing bright
Roaring down the line, she was roaring...

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Brave New World

A 'world' it is and it spins around in mad circuits of loopy loops.
Has reached an infinite array of denominations in which foolish
insane clowns have taken over the asylum once more as bedlam...

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Though amply rested, I still yawn

And feel energized after
light exercise doth spawn
break through viz mental impasse,
where endeavor to coax 
germinating ideas to sprout
about as successful as 
buzzfeeding, jump/kick starting 
rooting brown lawn
to whether drought.

Long fostering...

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I’ve been hard and I’ve been soft
My heart has known love
And my heart has known disgust
I’ve been strong and I’ve been weak
My heart has known hope
And my heart has known despair
I’ve been warm and I’ve...

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Trusting your instincts relying on your initiative
If you have to make that split second decision
Though mixed messages at time's not intuitive              ...

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his kiss haunted her, howled at her, it edged through the crowd
just to daunt at her, this was a cold she had never known, blown
winds through creaky shutters, shuttered thoughts of fireside talks 
and walks,...

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The doctor asked, “Any bizarre thoughts occurred to you?”
Mr. Trexler, the patient, had many since age two.
However, as he would mention with hesitation,
 “Bizarre” was the psychiatrist’s reiteration.
The patient noticed the analyst’s keen scrutiny.
Despite all...

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Life means I can talk to my friends and others,
When the untravelled sea fills with brothers,
Pleasure rushes the uninhabited areas we just don't sail, 
And when we semiotically emit our meaning, we will prevail; 
Freedom...

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Part I.    
The organized church, whether Catholic or not, 
Probably kills more people's faith than Satan.
Its grand pomp and circumstance all 'tommy rot, '
And designed solely to up ‘the gate' brought in.

The...

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Ephemeral Recollections of the Passage of Time 

Ephemeral recollections of the passage of time  
General inspections of a population in decline
Congenital directions of a genealogy in scientific refine 
Perennial distortions of a perspective in...

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Try mumbo jumbo chicken gumbo soup saith dumbo

Yours truly an unfortunate hostage
within Homo sapien zoo
presenting poetic hodge podge 
and mish mash to you
looking for unwitting subject(s) to woo,
and albeit impossible mission) to free me,
where within...

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An alienation of Revelations

The rudimentary elements, all collapsed broke free
The whole ordeal made no sense at all
Eclipses and darkened wars of solitude made the eve
It was difficult to comprehend and to accept.
The deluge of torrid...

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Its whispering gentle 
 through breeze to leaves
rustling each to a frenzied clamor
 Can you hear the heightened sound?
Inaudible then so loud...so Loud!!
  So loud you cant hear at all
As the days slip past...

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Its whispering gentle 
 through breeze to leaves
rustling each to a frenzied clamor
 Can you hear the heightened sound?
Inaudible then so loud...so Loud!!
  So loud you cant hear at all
As the days slip past...

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Poetic neophytes are not necessarily young.  I am 65 and have only been writing in abundance since age 62. A door opened and feelings came attached to words that made a painful past real...

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Is it just that a trust to easily
Keep faith too openly
Feel accepted too fast
And so fail Evey time

They say friendship is trust
Well I thought.. let's try it
And you'd expect some glorious tale
Spolier alert it ends...

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