Long Loath Poems

Village in the Valley left behind, and then it's a fine find
Mountain in the making...in the dark alleys of my mind

You're a flashlight
In the night
You are a friend 
Till the end
Bite the bullet
You're the village...

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Here he stands, Edwardian vogue, sometimes with his spats, 
sometimes with his brogues below his dungarees. With rounded collar points and tie, and jacket donned below this flying suit, his waste is tied with simple...

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(Musings of a poet with huge doubts and a fragile faith)

Introduction: Is God A Joke Or Human Vanity?

When close friends die and other’s thoughts are suicidal,
When mankind’s soup du jour is loneliness with anguish	
When mental...

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I’m sure of it – we’ll do good enough in the long run
Let the crazy, busy, and sunny day begin and I welcome the sun
Do you welcome the sun?
You’re a lot of fun 
Let’s run...

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Spring's Excitement
There are rhythms of Nature that no one controls
that farms use to advantage! Time's fishermen sailed
both with tides and fair breezes offshore in their boats
at each dawn and dusk's onshore brought home each day's...

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As I look back upon a terrific, exciting, and storied career,
I revisit the trove of golden memories, which I hold so dear.

Although some were bad, they have been predominantly sweet;
But the most striking one, still...

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While returning home from my job, in bustling New York City,
The blaring horns of traffic, and the noise were getting to me.

With loud yelling on the sidewalks, and cawing crows up above,
And my poor aching...

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Good morning from the ascending light 
Good night from the descending night 

I'm sorry, darling of past glee
I'm not sorry that we were together and happy

I'm a house and you're the ground
I'm the mouse, caught...

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With the morning crisp and frosty
    and the Earth yearning for autumn's heat.
Darkness gave way to a fractured dawn
    as the Sun rose in the East.
The forest became warm...

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THE LAST BOOK OF REBECCA
There did come out from the land of in between,
where no mind has ever been before,
the spirit of the space,
and it did say unto Rebecca
I have come to give you love...

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To a Mouse
by Robert Burns
translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sleek, tiny, timorous, cowering beast,
Why’s such panic in your breast?
Why dash away, so quick, so rash,
In a frenzied flash
When I would be loath to run after you
With...

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If the day dawns, at last, ‘Men’s Group’ (1) wants to address ‘loss’
(most feel in retirement), I’d jump at the chance! Let’s be fans!
I am loath to leave ‘Men’s Group,’ but moved too, to let...

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Filthy and foul I found you, 
garnished in grime, 
drenched in dust,
polluted in your own putrid blood,
orphaned, alone, helpless.
Pity overtook me to love, 
to cleanse you of your stench, 
to let you live.

As you came...

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Let's dwell a tiny bit  on that  skill  most hanker after,
of mastering a language that especially enthrals,
infused with magic rhythm so fervent,
pulsing music lilt,  anthem-rich samba,
think for one ecstatic heady moment,
if...

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Electorate witnesses wounded beast...
flailing, lurching, and writhing in throes of agony

Trumpets blare acknowledging
crack hunters lucky strike,
i.e. bullseye salvo shot at
innocuous yet brutish
and nasty looking Homo sapien
courtesy elite militia incapacitates,
(yet doth not kill) mortal enemy.

Tis a...

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“What is he, this lordling, that cometh from the fight?”
by William Herebert, 14th century
translation by Michael R. Burch

Who is he, this lordling, who staggers from the fight,
with blood-red garb so grisly arrayed,
once appareled in lineaments...

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I stopped to stool siphon sip on a cool blue 
circumstance in the means between the in 
times loath listening to complacent
poetic prostitutional practice of stir my friends 
ego echoes doing the same f. u....

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THE MAD MAN IN THE CORNER
By Roy Merritt

A mad man in the corner was ranting on insane
A man who was blinded wracked with mental pain
He couldn’t believe they lost couldn’t believe this be true
No they...

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Riding tides since creation
Unfamiliar sensations 
Looking back to see my face
All is void black filled future 
Ignorant of our true nature 
Riding this wave of confusion
Feeling the ripple effect 

I cant defect this mold
Thick as...

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Part One- Reality

The door is closing
I’m loath to close it
And yet….and yet
I feel….I must
Close it gently
Close is surely
Close it….SLOWLY
Oh, so very slowly
Hoping against hope

Part Two- Fantasy

How I long to fling it open
And dash outside
Grab your...

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Global Pollution 
This is a hate Crime Rhyme
Opposing all of he or she who passed a veto 
I will slam everyone in the House of Representatives 
Away with the “HATE CRIME” law
Global Politicians waste our...

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My world today is a pallet of grey
like the skies above without my love
in the thermals the eagles soar
within my heart the feelings roar
crystal grey clouds shadow my life
the joy I hoped for has become...

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After inscribing a long forgotten word “Romance” in the sky 
on the other side of the setting sun and turning my face to the field 
where I walk through.  A little remaining daylight beckons...

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Page 10

‘T wasn’t long before we nestled                        
In the belly of the...

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The winds hands rush through the only standing blades; already scared and weak from the
dazed brains that trampled them. And where do these wandered heads bop up and down too?
gliding through cutting wind that only...

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