Long Insensate Poems

Observance
by Michael R. Burch

Here the hills are old and rolling
carefully in their old age;
on the horizon youthful mountains
bathe themselves in windblown fountains...

By dying leaves and falling raindrops,
I have traced time's starts and stops,
and I have...

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I.	  The Settlement

          Hickory bark bluffs
          at the blend of two 
    ...

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LOVE POEMS V

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, about life, the dream of love, virtue, a first kiss, a first crush, the birth of a first relationship, the joy of a first love...

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“On the Sonnet”
by John Keats

If by dull rhymes our English must be chained,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fettered, in spite of painéd loveliness;
Let us find out, if we must be constrained,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To...

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Poetic paean to papa's princess

Otherwise titled:
Mien wonderful wedded divine wife....,

whose piercing deliverance,
a balm ameliorating tattooed strife
despite being dirt poor,
(especially after dirty deeds done... 
generating thunderstruck ac/dc current
hmm... maybe due comeuppance 
being scammed to the hilt)
suspicion...

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"5" 

benevolence and favour
seemed to be absent
in the world 

grace, a name 
whispered before 
a meal shared

5 fingers 
on each hand
steeples, hiding people 

games played
in reverence
as a child

war paint 
bleeding 
signs

in the footprints
the number of...

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I saw them a few weeks ago. My wife called me, something urgent,
so I left the computer and went to see what excited her.

Three deer, 3 young deer meandering round our 1/4 acre backyard.
They look...

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Insurrection
by Michael R. Burch

She has become as the night—listening
for rumors of dawn—while the dew, glistening,
reminds me of her, and the wind, whistling,
lashes my cheeks with its soft chastening.

She has become as the lights—flickering
in the distance—till...

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Another White Christmas
coming down
hard ...
Asphalt bitter cold
Danny Boy blues ain’t o-Kaye-o     
Broken glass Dean-o voice
Martini sing in absinthe stinging
d minor   ~   Road to Hope got
Crossed 'B' out...

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Afterglow
by Michael R. Burch
 
for Beth
 
The night is full of stars. Which still exist?
Before time ends, perhaps one day we’ll know.
For now I hold your fingers to my lips
and feel their pulse ... warm,...

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Oh My Father in Heaven,
Lord and Master of all You survey,
My Suzerain,
Lord of my life and my death,
Hear my prayer.
I beseech Thee, look down upon Thy People with forgiveness.
Know that we still turn to Thee...

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Don't you dare look at her
with those dreadful eyes
if you think she'll be frightened
in your dreams you'll hear your own cries

Dont underestimate her strength
her dexterity is more then you
about her corporeal and mental power
hey insensate...

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The ocean jade, its 
white-veined waves,
flush the sponge land,
as dangled toes melt into sand.

Far across the earth ends
in a silver bright horizon...
Almost blue then, there 
the sky, the water
Transpose in sight
Coalesce inseparably
Those seas, those skies....

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Poetic paean to papa's princess

Otherwise titled:
Mien wonderful wedded divine wife
whose piercing deliverance...,
a balm ameliorating tattooed strife
despite being dirt poor,

I cherish her pricelessness, how nice,
a beacon complementing/
supplementing homelife,
who will forever be with me
even during our (mine
atheistic...

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It's inauguration day, January 20, 2021.
I could be at home, watching the TV presentation
pomp and pageantry. But old, achy, onerous and 
anxious, bladder full with no toilet near, I wait 
in a chilly car in...

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loving male, natural of pleasure, quintessentially 
rendered suitable to us via way ova our darling daughter.

tis the blessing of this average, contemplative damn 
ejected flotsam globular human impish jokester kooky lamb
misunderstood nonestablishmentarian outlier praises quality ram

rod sterling...

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The sun bleeds into the dusky sky
soaking the cottony clouds afloat,
descending down from its fiery abode,once towering high.
The night now lurks,silently beneath its dark cloak.

My eyes do see but watch no more,
as  slowly fades...

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After God created the earth
Man recreated it and called it civilization.

When God created the earth
He had put in Eden’s garden trees, waters, and animals.
When man recreated his world, he made 
A smart city of machines,...

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The cacophony of egocentric edicts,  
intoned within the noise of existential commotion,
doesn’t return reflected in harmonic resonance 
from the serene sensuous screen, 
to where it comes from unperceived,
for the signals of stark reality of...

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"In the vortex of turbulent times emotions sink, 
don’t ripple as humanity makes a museum of wooden people." 
- Quote by Poet


In the far away island on the desolate seashore,
you build your desire castle with...

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Charcoal cloud clutches the marooned moon
The sky stifles behind the dark shroud
The nubile night breathes the music of breeze
Rippling in the sound of silence.

The ocean wreathes with surging surface waves
The water at cold depth is...

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I had hoped to pen a poem today
Before laying myself down to sleep,
But I have to admit with some dismay
That my emotions were not so deep.

The pencil-thin line of flaming red
Drawn so lightly in the...

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This world is so heavy upon us, 
we scarcely can know of the Other 
as it impinges on this world 
of flesh and bone, air and water,
sky and mountain, man and woman....

Our bodies are too...

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In clamor continuum
noise navigates
decibel waves 
beyond discernment
           numbed,
voice of frenzy
feels the caress 
of hushed calmness, 
halcyon sentiments 
       ...

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King Arthur had a lightning rod. Guinevere found him trying.
His vassals though profoundly odd were far more satisfying.
In martial arts he did excel. At other trades his plying
Could never suit his ego well -- one...

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