Long Loaned Poems

(One poet's vision of what being indwelled by Christ's heart might look like)        

What makes me feel loved isn't easy to say, 
And not because the heart of...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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2017 - year zero

They loaned to the poor, who cannot repay.
They stole from the old, who cannot recover.
They sold our future, for better or worse
and made our children pay.
They schooled arithmetic to be feared.
They tutored...

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Thomas was walking through his favorite part of the forest,
where the overturned giant oak tree has been a sitting spot
for him since childhood, the part of the forest that is lit
a little bit thanks to...

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Just a couple months ago, while heading home from work, I stopped to grab some basics at a small-town grocery store. 
I’d only just begun to wander through the crowded aisles to find the few...

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Wonderworks
by Michael R. Burch

History’s
mysteries
abound
& astound,
found
(profound)
the whole earth ’round,
even if mostly
underground.


The Procrastinator’s Creed
by Michael R. Burch

It’s always, “Tomorrow, I’ll do it.”
Work? I eschew it.
I never collect money I’ve loaned
and the rest of this poem’s been postponed.


WHEN...

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Scratching Fanny in Cock Lane, a true tale
The year1762 a tale of murder or mystery they boast
 A teenage girl, a drunken parish clerk, and maybe even a ghost
About hordes of aristocrats and wealthy men...

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The year1762 a tale of murder or mystery they boast
 A teenage girl, drunken parish clerk, and maybe even a ghost
About hordes of aristocrats and wealthy men assembling
 Crowds rivalling Covent Garden, Theatres were now...

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My past,
part of this present,
yet not desperately all
or I live too mortally
in our past;
still breathing
heart beating
but no other present signs 
of hopeful life.

Just so,
this present
part of our future,
yet not all,
Or we have already died
without our...

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“...Of course she said nothing of this to me,
tried to act as if things were just like before,
yet I noticed the time between meetings
seemed to just be growing more and more.

“One morn I went to...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE VII

Fair Elle was an eely lover
who squiggled beneath the covers ...
She was hard to pin down!
When I did it, she’d frown,
then wouldn’t do none of my druthers!

There once was a...

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My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
 
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full...

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It has become painfully obvious that the only way to be heard
is to pay through the nose to be a lifetime nerd,
the way to be read in on this sight 
is to pay through the...

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How can I concede on the eve of pain?

When I never saw it coming 

And I never felt the rain

Drops my heart beat stops

Down to the soles of my feet

I cannot breathe

And I cannot speak

Trying...

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After the storm, my brother
(all gangly knees and elbows)
bore the brunt of its ferocious aftermath.

Every day after school
I watched his wiry biceps bulge a little
as his handsaw scritched against the tree
which had fallen diagonally across...

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This is my heart. 
Here, you can hold it while I explain. Just…be gentle, OK?
That piece right there, 
the indention with the dark scar,
 I fell in love once. 
That piece is gone forever; 
it...

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I don't want           your world
I was made          for paradise
unteach me      your...

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One of the Pharisees ask Jesus to come to his home for lunch
and Jesus accepted the invitation.

As they sat down to eat, a woman of the streets--a prostitute--heard He was there
and brought an exquisite flask...

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Life is much bigger than I imagined it could be,
There is more beyond the horizon of Hope through my Faith.
I am Uniquely made as seen by the different shades of me 
With the out -bursting...

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Beautiful Black Girl

Beautiful black girl your shade is divine, your silky lacquer skin looks so rich against mine.  You are so beautiful, in time you will know it, you will be refined.

I lived so...

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In days of old, stood the protectors of the realm,
Ocean protectors that stood strong at the helm,
King Neptune spoke of a vivid dream,
That perturbed him it would no doubt seem, 
His wondrous kingdom was under...

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Bloody race horses! Flamin’ ‘Hilly’. He said he had the inside news
‘Put everything you own on it, the horse just cannot lose’.
To think I listened to him; he’s left me right up the creek,
‘cause now...

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The Publican and the Pharisee went for a walk after church
One wore pride and majesty, the other the marks of the birch
“I say, my man,” said the Pharisee, “will you tell if I come to...

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2/8/17


Straight, curvy and bumpy roads
Some with cones
All across the globe
Tools made of stones and from bones

Got to stay in the zone
Wherever I may roam and rove

Certain boards bowed
And automobiles had to be towed

Money being owed
And...

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         "Socks"
	(Extra, Missing, or Clinton's Cat)
	Written: by Tom Wright
	3/12/99
	
	Where do socks go when they disappear
	Is my question of the day?
	They always remain, but the question is where?
	Please...

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