Long Invert Poems

Sonnets XXXIII-XLI

The Folly of Wisdom
by Michael R. Burch

She is wise in the way that children are wise,
looking at me with such knowing, grave eyes
I must bend down to her to understand.
But she only smiles, and...

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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...

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I seem to of late to live between an inner life of double doubt and life aberrant that relates to a coincintude that female hate is alive and well, as it subjigates its tentacles around...

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*Image of It Begins by Pixabay.

Longanimity

Longanimity stretches a sowers grit for CROPS 
actuality, albeit, can likewise be ones, calm, cool,
collectivity as the bounty of the reapers' CHOPS,
sublimity achieves nature advances as its jewel.

TESTS question one's...

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Does she want her very own vagina?
Yes, M to F trans girl...
Does she really really want a vagina?
It's like wanting to invert your fingers to
Make a mouth... No air could get through...
It wouldn't be able...

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Ladies! Ladies!Ladies!!!
focus on your career
not on the barriers......
always pare yourself; to be the best version.....
all the time better than yesterday;
be greedy for your ambition.
Gambol with your passion.....
Why be in a glass slipper.....
unless you can break...

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About 600 BC sailors went down the East African shore
A Pharoah had sent them, afraid of an oncoming war
They rounded the coast at the African horn
Astonished at what they saw that morn.
The sun arced in...

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Country Inc.

We're not as backward as you may think 
we're citizens of The Country Inc.
the mission statement, our purpose stated
is not that we're all made equated - 
It's more that this quarter's statement's due
filch off...

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Ten trillion galaxies up there, down there, around here
Each with one hundred billion stars, give or take
Can you wrap your head around an octillion?
All I need is one civilization that gets it right
Just one in...

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Ingredients
6 tablespoons salted butter
1 small red bell pepper, sliced 
1 small yellow bell pepper, sliced 
1/2 yellow onion, sliced 
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt 
8 ounces thinly sliced deli roast beef 
Couple dashes of Worcestershire 
2...

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Like tinted glass you emerge,
influential to both you and I,
thought to give an otherworldly shade
while keeping the dark colorlessness close.

But, oh, how from humble acceptance
can you invert this shadeless mirage,
unknowingly, unwillingly coloring this world.
Teasing those...

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I wish my identity was independent of those I can surround
More people need to tear up the madness in me
Because I may lose myself within the faceless crowd

A warm outlook on your life but inwards...

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An inverted delusion of the mind
Whether it is well or defined
An apocalypse of moments flash by
In our humble life's time.

Whether we use them sparingly
Or use them foolishly they are ours
Do we waddle away these gifts
Or...

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“In ignorance we imagine we’re the doer ~
As yet entertaining delusions of grandeur”
~ quote by poet


Each heartbeat’s impulsed by God
but strangely yet we’re not awed,
taking this gift for granted;
by our daydreams, enchanted.

The thoughts we think,...

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Space me out, spread and stretch my wings
Graft me onto the aerial view to be snapped open
feathered eyes to elongate, excavate skies to subterranean,  
conclave indecision, restless waiting 

Eye to eye, we look for...

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If our love is a sin, then heaven must be full of such tender and selfless sinning as ours— Radclyffe Hall

Explore themes of love and identity
Of Stephen Gordon’s innate sense of masculinity
Since a child, her...

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Disfirgured flesh burns blood covered corpses black. 
Undisguised enemy penetrates a mass killing attack. 
Terrorized millinum pushing forth the diverted Holy War. 
Hatred consumes all peace, opening up hell's locked door. 
Creating choas, violent anarchy...

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You say I’m made to be a spade but that just curls my wings
I sit here ready to scoop up the widest range of things
Scooping apples off the ground and thrusting them all forward
To where...

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We are losing daylight 
Carry on, carry on
I've not yet chosen
Whether darkness
Lightens my load
Conversations 
Float on air
Perhaps me to me
There is no right
Nor wrong 
When you expertly debate
I'm on both sides
To defend and condemn 
Myself...

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Omnipresent space, alive and aglow
This feeble form we encase is but dust
Invert polarity in stillness slow
In parity with void, feel form combust

Ego thought spirals, cover soul with rust
Yet cleansed once patterns of old we let...

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Character, as then just a word
gathers or depletes, what's heard,
times nuance, profiting as first
the truth, or consequence' invert.

Character, becoming known
the self to God, by His alone
no shortcoming, can meter less
the trial, becoming, moment's press.

Character ~...

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All the gym's a stage
And all the pale boys merely players;
Unconvincing ones, too.

At the theatre entrance 
I part with pride
For a curious form of Vaudeville.

The maxims of inertia invert.
No longer are the masters
Of the ruling...

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Ambivalence amends itself 
when ambition challenges the amoral freedom
like the ambrosia we partook of,
something prohibited to humans...
that only the mythological gods
had the pleasure to enjoy;
and we adorn our heads with narcissus,
defying our worthless repulsion...
until we...

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Bracken breached hawthorn hedgerows
hide teeny folk with tiny toes.
Sheer gossamer wings; shy butterflies
Dew-drops lit by dawning skies.

Sandy hair, blue raven locks
Auburn streaks on chestnut stalks
Valley lilies invert to hats
Wee portabella mushroom caps.

Acorn shoes with resin...

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The E(n)dge


I leave damp mudprints 
there where I met the shore.

The dragonflies' dances,
the goslings scrammed,
and I for now (or 'lo, for once)
exhaled.  Edges do that.

A turtle somewhere spied me
not spying a frog; quick to...

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