Long Mooed Poems

Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived in sin,

the others to avoid it. For nowhere
is evidence of...

Read More

The First Christmas
by Michael R. Burch
 
’Twas in a land so long ago . . .
the lambs lay blanketed in snow
and little children everywhere
sat and watched warm embers glow
and dreamed (of what, we do not...

Read More

The farm was nestled deep in the country,
down a dusty road was a lovely house and barn;
where horses ran and jumped in a meadow beyond,
and fat cows mooed and chickens clucked, and
a rooster welcomed each...

Read More

My Grandmother's House!
That country-styled house of yesteryear has gone so fast now a sweet memory of times gone away from me, You could smell the breeze pushing and blowing a fragrance in the air. This...

Read More

One evening, in a sleepy Connecticut town, the locals saw a peculiar sight,
a UAP had landed in an empty field, and man, it lit up the night.

They were, axiomatically, from a distant galaxy, here to...

Read More

I am from climbing trees, 
from digging for maggots in my backyard and building a playground for my brother’s turtles. 
I am from frozen Stouffer’s Mac n Cheese and homemade ziti. 
I am from field...

Read More

Oh, we need honey?
And milk?
And cheese?
Well, I will get them
If you please.

I am now leaving.
My friend
Is now talking.
I take a detour
As we are out walking.

Soon, we are lost
In the jungle
And squelching
Through the wet bog.
I think...

Read More

Here they comes! here they comes.
every cow mooed...
The ducks and hens 
leaving their drakes and cocks
came screachng to see the flock of those, the tiny little crows.
The king himself from his den, 
came at the...

Read More

Daisy was a bossy cow
How she loved to rule the herd
The other cows detested her
Yet they dared not moo a word

Daisy would moo and moo all day
Whilst the other cows chewed the cud
She gave her...

Read More

There was a fussy bovine named Flossy
who was snooty and always so bossy
her udders would droop
when she took a poop
She bellowed until her eyes got glossy

Flossy had teeth like a barracuda
Her biting habit just made...

Read More

Broremann, the farmer worker. 

Every morning at five thirty sharp, my brother Broremann 
had to milk five cows by hand bring bucket full of goodness
to the scullery where maid sifted it and in a churn...

Read More

The day my life went so crazy
Was when I laid eyes on Daisy
She was an old sow
Who mooed like a cow
And drove all farmhands crazy

We tried to put her in a field
But sadly that pig...

Read More

Did anyone see millions of rainbows fill up the skies?
Did anyone see the heavens bloom and a child appear?
Flying, floating, and fluttering to a numb-filled surprise
Rested between Joseph and Mary, filled with divine cheer

The racks...

Read More

Well the cows came home
And now I don’t know what to do
Because I have been waiting for them
I thought something magical would happen
But they just kind of sauntered up (only the way a cow can...

Read More

The First Christmas
by Michael R. Burch 
 
’Twas in a land so long ago ...
the lambs lay blanketed in snow
and little children everywhere
sat and watched warm embers glow
and dreamed (of what, we do not know).
...

Read More

We bought a cow at the state fair 
and loaded her on the truck
to take her home, but halfway there
we had a stroke of good luck.

We hit a rock, and from the crash
she bounced away...

Read More

Domestic Animals 
  
  Cows in the barn was glad to see me at six in the morning
  They mooed and waited for me to milk them.
  
  Six cows...

Read More

You were so handsome
that the low ceiling of the sky
it rose only to lighten
  the world for you...
The cows mooed sweet chants
to show off your friends...t
The birds in the trees
performed the most beautiful chirps
in...

Read More

The ox and the moron kidded each other
with crazy questions one lazy afternoon:

     "Tell me, oh, witty Moron, 
          what is an...

Read More

I once sported a manly beard,
a beastly beard had I.
But then on the farm, at the crack of dawn,
while my lady cheered,
she chopped it off, and while the cows mockingly mooed,
I quietly cried.
And with that,...

Read More

Waking up in the morning,
I saw the sun angry with me.
Leaves bent low to slap me
Cows that ate little mooed,
asking me for more that day
In wheelbarrows wind placed
rubbish heap in the courtyard;
And the phone rang...

Read More