Long Maddest Poems

Here and Hereafter
by Michael R. Burch

Life’s saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter ...
wisdom, it seems, is for the Hereafter.



Laughter’s Cry
by Michael R. Burch

Because life is a mystery, we laugh
and do not know the half.

Because death...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems XI

Myth
by Michael R. Burch

after the sprung rhythm of Dylan Thomas

Here the recalcitrant wind
sighs with grievance and remorse
over fields of wayward gorse
and thistle-throttled lanes.

And she is the myth of the scythed wheat
hewn and...

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Growing Young in Ziontown

Admiring the dogwoods as I walked that path with dad after the work day was through. He walked and talked of life, nature and wisdom showed from him to the light shades...

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This is the tale of a girl named Jana,
grew up watching badass women on screen,
was inspired by their strength and their pluck,
the way they cut through bad guys in each scene.

In middle school she started...

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Laughter from Another Room
by Michael R. Burch

Laughter from another room
mocks the anguish that I feel;
as I sit alone and brood,
only you and I are real.

Only you and I are real.
Only you and I exist.
Only burns...

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We are the tintinnabulating trolls
To the rock rock bottom of our nonexistent souls.
Madder than the maddest hatter,
Hear us bellow, bray, and bleat;
And we prattle pitter-patter
In our jabberwocky chatter
To a bumbulating beat.
See us zim zam zoom
As...

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What would long John silver say?
About our current strife?
How about Mr Bumble?
Would he just moan to his wife?
What about young Oliver?
He wouldn’t ask for more,
Or What of Hero, Harry?
Just Complain to Dumbledore?
What of traveller Gulliver?
A...

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I go to classes and everybody cheers.
The teacher is cheering the loudest of all, the kids laugh at this.
I am her thirty minute break, and it is a time for me to play with
children who...

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In the quiet hush of dawn’s first light, hussily strewn, 
as oil painting life,
exactly whispers secrets of easy night, 
spreading open dews, slappy cold earthy maw, 
bubbling crude, trefoil in the raw.

Clovers of hope in...

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I STAND WITH ISRAEL,BECAUSE THE SUFFERING IS WORLD WIDE


How mant victims can the concentration forts hold?,
It's unlimited and the morse codes,
for random attacks are short flashes
and in action they deport those,

Who are trapped by the...

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I raised my deep voice like the maddest villain,
to make you aware of every wrong decision
leading you down a wretched path...
offering not more than heart-break!



I couldn't wait until mistakes made you bitter and sad,
and with...

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The saddest, maddest children usually find their way to my office.
I am the school counselor.
They arrive on their own, knocking, or just running in.
I always ask if they have permission.
Some do, many do not.
They need...

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Ghettos simply defined but true…a place where society’s worse of the worst 

seem to reside, a place were the way where’d people tend to thrive…a place 

where the maddest of people come from and a...

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Built with the sweat and blood of slaves,
the Colosseum is a monument of greatness
to testify the glorious might of Rome...
in the arena, chariots fights were awesome!


Romans cherished the stately structure to escape boredom, 
but death...

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Many lives have been ruined
for the maddest race known to us:
does money define success or happiness?
Why has greed motivated and fooled
the smartest people around?

Luxury comes from wealth, not sacrifice;
keeping it up is a must and...

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I Know Some Of Life's Sorrows, Fate Decrees Everlasting

I saw seven dying newborn white horses
I stumbled upon seventeen darken courses
I ran through twenty-seven ancient burnt temples
I found love may be hard, even when life is...

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when i was a silly kid ,
'round the age of 17;
i pulled a trick on gran'ma,
it was really kind'a mean!

while gran'ma was a' snoozin',
like a spy down underneath;
i crept into the bedroom,
& swiped her false...

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The thing about veneer is this:
It blinds to the truth,
Hides the real heart from sight
Whilst shining like topaz and gold.
The coating on a rotten tooth,
The glister on decaying wood,
The glaze on calorific cakes,
The healthy gleam...

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Never hit a child with a belt.
Don't hit them with a fist.
Don't hit them with a whip.
Don't hit them with a chain.

Never hit a child.
It breaks their heart.
It makes them sad.
It makes them mad.

Never hit...

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(Based on a true story)


Two girls got in a fight
One punched left the other punched right
And everyone was cheering FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
Yes, everyone was watching and cheering them on

So on they went scratching and hitting,...

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Its ludicrous in wales today, ideology holds the maddest
Sway.' A twenty mile an hour plan, for every motoring
Woman and Man.? And every bus? and taxi too? A lunacy
A type of zoo.' Thats how i view...

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Love me if you want to,
Laugh at me I don't care,
Just don't hate me,
Don't you dare.

I've seen good in this world,
I may have seen the best
From everywhere around,
From east to west.

And I've seen the bad,
I...

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SUMMER  SUMMER

‘S earing is believing’,  so to say
U mbrella-shaded or not, all is hay.
M uggy months with their max-it-out man hours,
M ay being the maddest in gods' asylum.
E ven  the other three...

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Oh! How great it tastes: Steamy Riot
But is it delicious like Quiet?
How glorious it appears: Chariot 
Still in some wars and conflicts: Idiot…

I had had to talk about Riot:
The scene promising all but quiet,
The maddest...

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The maddest man I ever met
was ranting at the parapet,
with blood and tears, rage and sweat,
missives fired like exocet.

He screamed into the weeping skies
of stalkers, spooks and foreign spies,
of truth, half truth and barefaced lies,
and...

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