Long Knits Poems

Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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I feel like my life is a clean slate
When I’m reaching out to you
I feel you lingering in my thoughts...
You stitched up my insecure frame of mind 
And stitched up the little pieces of memory...

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NOTE TO THE READER
Once Apun a Time

This yarn is a flossy fabric woven of several earlier warped works, lightly laced together, adorned with fur-ther braided tails of human frailty. The looms were loosed, purling frantically...

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dousing your non-kinky hair
with peroxide in hopes of forming curly kinks
and without manipulation
the matted strands
finally intertwine
except your Peroxide Dreads
don’t resemble mind
            limp and still...

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Where are the children? Where are the children this night and day? In the African nation of South Sudan, there is a horrible famine. Their families, and their children are perishing because they are starving...

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Winnipeg
Every day you drive down my street, through my neighborhood, anticipating the day we'll infinitely meet
I tried to ignore the feelings I've felt since the moment I walked into your convenient store but it ever...

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She wills it but fears of wanting what she already has
Her beauty is below her, among her. and over her head

Not one but two, nor four but five
Seven more times we get up to save...

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Able ability answers all aptitude as attempts at accurate acquisition allows 
achievement
Blending bold beauty beside bare body by being basic brain based believers
Circling constant cool casual caring comfort can combine complete class 
character control 
Developing...

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She speaks in lingo
Like foreigners speak gringo
In all forks of the great America
Around and out of this awesome Africa

She comes online
Doing this shows she recline
On the dawn and night of her words
Designed to have faith...

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(alternately titled one me silly more till manufactured 
from go win addle American 
non refundable private parts) 

each set of twenty three chromosomes 
the basic biological building blocks
of life came out cervix 
when second hand...

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I can't recall the day you left
 Empty words going west

~To The West Coast~

My love, my sweet love -- my soulmate
I will cherish our time, with the sun
My love, my friend, my lover
Today we part,...

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THE LADY WITH THE CATS

think about the lady who we tease,
the one who often sneezes, often laughs, often dies of heart attacks.
think about how she was once a child,
a child who didn’t mind, didn’t care,...

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(Dedication: For Ann)


Spring rain dazzles in clear fashion;
Blooms now wrestle in grand passion;
Lovely juggle of fine action.


My lover comes to squeeze joy plain;
A lovely sum with profound gains;
We sing and hum with cares now slain.


Come...

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Apparently in time and space, the dark "House of the Empire of [Utter] Chaos" duly falls: Weakened injurious walls tumble into ruination and leave an untroubled, celebratory, sprawling horizon laughing all around.  There's no...

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I blink my eyes and then the world is gone. 

Open once again to see some peons upon the lawn.

They came to hear the Lion yawn and swipe a wife by dawn.

That's why I keep...

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Annabelle Albatross’s amazing aquatics astound audiences at Atlantic airshows.

Bill Beaver’s barrel-rolling barely bumps bobbing buoys.

Crustaceans crowd cramped coves.  Charlie Crab cowers, camouflaged creatively.

Dennis Dolphin dives deeply dragging down desirable delicacies.

Elegant electric eels electrify everything....

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Gaggles of ghetto girls mollycoddle, dandle cranky babies;
some cradled on arm and hip, some hustled along
on low-rolling rides. Granma’s noodle their talk
together with headshakes, busy body elbows akimbo.
Thin men lounge outside bodega’s, soft-soap, 
play imaginary...

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A cloud like hand
rolls across my cheek,
      stealing a moment
as cold fingertips
     sear down my back,
freezing the skin they touch,
 bringing me away
   ...

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No snow has fallen yet,
daises still soak up sunlight,
no wind makes them shiver;
grannies gather outside and chat,
many have silver-gray hair.

Little sparrow afraid of winter
trembling and imagining snowflakes
and that Northern wind with furious gusts,
it's December and...

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Singular Sound of Out
    	nationaldaycalendar.com


It’s November 30th, and I am
heartened that today, is 
National Personal Space Day.

But, further weave into the wicked web 
knits up duplicity; unravels, in fact, 
other sobriquets for...

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Neglecting the sun-rays 
She comes here each day
Approaches to see the rabbit hole,
Ignoring the fear of animals
As her swain once committed her, 
He will come here to meet her again.

Flowers emaciated, Trees withered, 
Following the...

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This Christmas I want to be,
The symbol of a Christmas tree.
The symbol of love, hope and goodness,
As the past years have been full of darkness.

This Christmas I want to be,
The joy brought by a Christmas...

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It was like a dream, a reunion to transcend time,
A testament to bonds unbroken, a love so sublime.
Royal Batch 87, forever intertwined,
In the tapestry of life, our spirits unified.

In the realm of memories, a bond...

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Mabel was so busy knitting baby things  she sold them at the fair
Used spiders webs as knitting wool or sometimes babies hair

Sent her friend Beryl searching for more to finish the bonnet she was...

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We’ve bathed in the Sun.
Dressed in the tide pulled in by the moon,
and chased the stars. 
We have lived fiercely,
and we have lived modestly. 
We have battled with anger and anguish.
We have been emboldened by...

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