Long Nature love Poems

The Original Sin: Rhyming Haiku!
 
Haiku
should never rhyme:
it’s a crime!
-Michael R. Burch
 
The herons stand,
sentry-like, at attention ...
rigid observers of some unknown command.
-Michael R. Burch
 
Late
fall;
all
the golden leaves turn black underfoot:
soot
-Michael R. Burch
 
Dry leaf...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published...

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Language,
linguistic evolution,
dynamic verbs, relational events
function through co-arising root systems,
nouns for actor and reactor,
co-arising preactive Ego-faith perpetuating,
dipolar reiterating
seasonal-sequential eco-health
regeneratively prime relational.

Systems are dynamic ecoverb phases,
to function systematically, reasonably, with pattern, is why "system"
ecosystemologically includes biosystemologic,
polyculturally polymorphic...

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I was a professional flutist, and performed in orchestras and symphonies,
To express the sheer joy of living, like the birds sing to summer's breeze.

Becoming accomplished took many years, and I'd played since childhood,
As a late...

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The writer in me wants you to know that, 
I was an avid reader before I was a writer... 
As early as six, I became obsessed with reading…
any book - from aunt’s classic literature to mom’s favourite...

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The sand and sea were calling us                            ...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
“When again, gentle bride?”
“Nevermore!” bright-eyed Raven replied.



The...

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THE NATURE’S CHILD!

Defying fate, freedom denied,
Confined within the four-walled cage,
Safeguarded from the Autumn wind and sun,
Shining bright beyond my reach!

The scriptures decide the societal pace,
The learned men clench the reins,
At the altar of the parochial...

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A Man of Strength and Courage


(A Man Of Beauty And Respect)

A True Story

Who was he? He called himself the
unknown Poet, my great great great
grandmother's uncle Joe. He lived
a long exciting life, loving one woman
in time...

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Dear Budding Poet,

Modern poetry to me is the reflection of the chaos and
declining intolerance of modern times. It expresses the pent-up 
emotions writhing in complexity trying to embrace our beautiful lives.

I know you’re a budding...

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If only I could convince my pen,
imbue it with the knowing of my soul,
that I am a poet, a writer,
endowed with the ability to transcend,
to perceive and feel the world
through a kaleidoscope of emotions.

God fashioned...

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God`s love for mankind is immeasurable and total,

                       so    ...

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I set comfortably on my front porch on my antique wooden swing that has held
so many traveling souls throughout the years.
I ponder the lives that the swing has held in the palm of its hand.
I...

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Once again, I've spent my day
drifting among the drifting dunes
staring at colorful bits of ocean-tumbled glass
that shimmer, sparkle
and refract the still-warm October light
in my shaking uncertain hand
as though I was looking
into my very own past...

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Your feathered words arrive tickling my ears
The tip of your nose brushes
The back of my neck
My skin awakens

I have been calling you
Calling you back into my consciousness
My heart 
My soul

Speak to me.... let me hear...

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Hectic red steadfast on earth and anchored fast
Caught in the beginning of the end of working days
To yield a common profit from the land as harvested
On beams of yellow sun light set in motion in...

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Why is it that we do that which we don’t want to do
And we don’t do that which we want to?
This is the question that troubled the Apostle Paul 
A man of God, who still...

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What have I done? 
                Left you this morning out of haste,
 love and distaste for solitude?   
...

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Soft light of sunlight mists across the smoky gray
Of the blue ridges where colors of emerald pine
Surface in the distance, creating a brilliant waltz
Of cloudless dreams which signal to my spirit
Whispering silence and serenity through...

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She loves to walk in sunflowers…surrounded by the mountains and the trees
Where stretching out in all directions…sunflowers are all you see.

She loves to touch the baby sunflowers…still developing…still quite small
And stand dwarfed by the adults…the...

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Mi a di dog pon di corner, mi bark an’ mi moan
But di people pass mi by, mi feel all alone.
Dem use mi fi guard di place but fi mi work, dem never pay!
But mi...

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Line's free verse,
         always touches my heart with emotion;
      in short lines she pens beautifully,
       ...

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Everywhere I go in this old world
I see the sun coming up in the morning
The sky echoes it’s bright inspiration
Reflecting the beauty found in God’s creation
Hesitating only to fill me with desire

There is a reason...

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The rain - when it comes;
It brings out the poet in me!
Bathing peaches and garden plums,
Tapping the leaves in the backyard tree!

The Mizzle and mist, the drizzle and fog
Sodden the silent, lonely log.
The Rolling beads...

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loss of control. an aberration. a defect,
when the perfection of creation is lost,
a cell grows and grows without a stop,
and all its purpose and function is deranged,
it blinds the eye or strangles the bowels,
floods the...

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