Long Matic Poems

Phobias
	A Bluto is not that Disney dog
	It was when a mewling 
	that I would scream 
	Should they wet my body
	And then apply cream
	
	Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning
	
	Achluo the demon that lurks
	In darkened...

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Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother
of six;
four by birth
and two by informal adoption.

She sang in a small querulous voice
yet spoke boldly
filled with loving EarthMother
indigenous wisdom choices.

Aunt Mary was a serenely quiet mentor
and suspiciously...

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Murmur no things
or strings of sounds...
Could not care less
more-ish whispers
were Wicked
Whips of Words-
Weighted.
Tongue- lashing sharp
fork- tine Torture.
Cat-0-nine-one-one-tales...
Thirty-nine...
Forty-less-one
thrashing...
thrashing...
Thrashing...!
                  ...

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Degree work again! With Aberdeen University, 
Long distance, so not in strange surroundings, 
This time in the subject of my choice and tenacity,
For posterity, so as to keep above the drownings. 

It’s Christian Studies, or...

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Sunshine grows men on ropes
Similar with metaphors and similes
And cold plastic smiles.
Slim, shiny, at first slimy, Then…
Then mass produced body index
Fat and hypertension deficit syndrome-o-matic.
Failure due to faulty, underfunded, cheap union labor parts.
Broken and glued...

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Mac was the Trip-O-Matic Magic Man 
Who introduced the Trip-O-Matic to our neighborhood.
We were selected for the pilot program.
If we liked it, we could recommend it,
And other neighborhoods would receive
An opportunity to enjoy a Trip-O-Matic
Trip...

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Mighty years vanished,dinosaurs diminished,
Himalayas cried out,tsunamis screamed out,
clouds hid out tears in pain, trees fade out in vain
'A Girl' truly static, in the world of highly ma tic
   
   When she...

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James Bond, is that you?  Ever so true.  Pecking away, like a woodpecker too?
James Bond?  I’m not even blond.  But I’m still single.  Now and beyond.
What is your angle, your...

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Hymn to an Art-o-matic Laundromat
by Michael R. Burch

after Richard Thomas Moore’s “Hymn to an Automatic Washer”

O, terrible-immaculate
ALL-cleansing godly Laundromat,
where cleanliness is next to Art
—a bright Kinkade (bought at K-Mart),
a Persian rug (made in Taiwan),
a Royal...

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its a thirst thats hard to quench you did it well, 
we all draw water from the well in the cellar, to go, inter-stellar 
in our minds deep dive divine intertwined by the roots we...

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I was visiting the Dixie Poetry Service 
And I must be honest, you see
Something there, was making me nervous
For they, were making more money than me
A challenged was made and the gauntlet was laid
Though many...

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my mind is on
a hairpin trigger
shotgun thoughts

blast but not
splatter but fit 
in a tight spread

pattern perhaps
taxed from asking
too many questions

leading my 
sight from 
other 

suggestions
but then
again
like

a
gun
this
time

one that
pumps to
shoot from
the hips and

is actually auto
matic dramatically
endorsed by...

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