Long Mange Poems

Poems about Dogs

This Dog
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Each morning this dog,
who has become quite attached to me,
sits silently at my feet
until, gently caressing his head,
I acknowledge his company.

This simple recognition gives my...

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Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the water.
You are vastly more than this immaculate head I clasp...

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Where would the wordsmith's of this world be, without its readers? Is what one of my commentator' informed me?  I am able to answer the inquiry quite clearly, "nowhere at all."  Without their...

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Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?

Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex, answers evasive
Let me speak with Marie Antoinette, she shall know!
Queen...

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“Old Chas. has had his chips they say;
his days are nearly numbered now.”
So Harry told us in the pub,
and then he said “Somehow,
I think, we should go and see him,
before he falls off the perch,
‘cause...

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So I asked my little Kublai with his big sad face
Where are the doggy toys that once litter the place
No chewy ball, no pull rope or bone of cloth
No toy birds or animals how did...

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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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I write the sadness of the Brazilian forests, 
About modern centuries and glass cities,
Tattooed Indians who are murdered too,
For a handle of gold or green diamond,

I write the greatness of Brazilian forests
Roots that descend to...

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Out of every shadow they creep and crawl,

twisted faces of pain, more evil grins with the night time fall.

The shadows swallow themselves in deeper pits of black,

kind, considerate? These are just the begining of the...

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today is the day 
to change my ways
and drown in the waves 
where my soul wades and waits
for my sinful traits 
to lay in the waste
of a bed i made
and destructively played

as PRAISE
led to a...

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Lake Eliza
Out by poor old  Lake Elisa lived a moody ancient miser.
Who bemoaned his fate throughout the livelong day.
lived further west than Isa out where the heat and flies are.
So he plotted as he...

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at the Age of Obvious to a Three-Year-Old

"All things counter, original, spare, strange;
 Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
 With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
 He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
 Praise...

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mother carey’s chickens scream
as they slide just above wave height
following our creaming wake
as we plough forwards on to night.
there is a peculiar type of silence 
in that dark not dark out here at sea
more of...

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Depression

       Why do I feel like this inside?
Why do I keep all my tears inside?
        Why can't I just fit in?
 ...

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The eerie red harvest moon shines above the crop
Are aliens responsible for circles generated in that crop?
That made circles by plasma cutting the grain off top
Or did the human hands those shapes develop

Maybe little bit...

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like the gold ring embracing my finger yet
cold and aloof, always more beautiful just beyond my sight
than within it
because illusion is impossibly perfect
a space beyond tangibility and compassion
where perception is a curse word, as we...

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Silent Lies 

Silent lies
Silent tries
Silent deceptions upon the meek
Blaming Yahudi or any others of different speak
Whoever doesn’t subscribe to propaganda’s blubber

The gardens of Babylon had both fools and gardeners

False accusations
False assumptions
Defiling peace, a sad interruption
Deception...

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The lady, the lion, and the deep blue mouse.
Yes, it was a sultry day, a sunny day, an s type of day.
The lady wore a pleated skirt that showed her legs off like an open...

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Dachshunds - Poetry Contest

My Doll, My Dachshund

An old abandoned house in the country, is where we saved our precious hound
Covered in mange, fleas, ticks and whatever deathly smell she had found
I called her name; from...

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The little penguins march along the ice
Battling against them
The might of the long winter’s crisis 
The small ones under their mother’s bellies they crawl 
Into a world of cold, their eyes opened
Marching weeks and months...

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a set of old tires,
bald as a turtle's head;
the engine won't start,
'cause the battery's dead!

sank my last dollar,
on this piece of ol' junk;
all it does is rattle,
and go "clunkety-clunk!"

a funky lil' dealer,
in high water pants;
sold...

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Must All of Life Reflect God's Nature?

I've often wondered if Creation mirrors God's 'I AM?'
Are things I feel all things God feels? The Bible hints they are!
Man's struggles, Struggles He Shares! Death, to God, is...

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Unusual thing:  a Sickness lived in There…
(The Place I spent Walpurgis Night – O, Fool!)
The kids said something rotten in the air
Infected all who’d lived there – some would drool

And some who seemed all...

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I was paralyzed in thought,
and standing all alone;
Surrounded by darkness,
everything was gone...

With barely a glimpse, from the corner of my eye;
I was travelling so fast as I passed myself by.
I was moving at high speed,...

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As lovers walk hand in hand, with each step their world becomes smaller under the moonlight
Cocooned in their embrace, lips on lips trace, as passion takes hold, under the moonlight  

At midnight, the tormented...

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