Long Numberless Poems

SOLITARY CONFINEMENT 1 : Number Four


Many chains, many locks and bars
clattered at four in the morning 
black bitter coffee drugged
a single bucket of cold water 
         ...

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Since I had long fervently loved flowers, I had become a plant breeder,
Striving to create more perfect blooms, to make summertime sweeter.

My current task was the endeavor, at creating never before seen colors,
In much longer...

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Of all of the beautiful seasons, I like summertime the best.
As with blooms, greenery, and bird talk, it is richly blest.

When comes dazzlingly warm weather, life moves out of doors,
For the gardens we vacated in...

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I Cracked The Cream Cheese Through Your Whine

Wining And Dining    we savoured together and we still share five beautiful children sweet 
          ...

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I was a prolific and enthusiastic artist, like a sparkling jewel rife with colors,
Taking joy from nature themes and others, as in childhood joys of summers.

I painted active people and wilder places, houses, sunsets and...

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I was awakening from my dreams, in search of an orangey sun,
As dreamers had always done, since warm vibrancy of day one.

I was emerging from fine silken coverings, in the usual way,
For wild places beckoned...

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The worst of the bright-cracks have passed.
The tumultiest of the bucketiest of the rains have proved not to last.
The cat has chirp-purred his way into a damp-fur snuggle.
    It’s Price is Right...

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Private Residence

Sign at the gate – no solicitors –
Beyond the rosewood door sanctuary in seclusion
Untouched by hands racing round
A face framed by chimes and alarms –
Measures of mincing minutes
Exiled with suitcases packed
To astral planes of...

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The charming Miss Lola dwelt in the small town, at the edge of Red River,
With only her goose, 'Rouge.' She was named after her spot of wet vigor.

Rouge was the darling of Miss Lola, like...

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Think about this
That this globe may soon provide
For eight billion people
And yet has struggled like a tide
To find some shore arable
Enough to unsalt a trees root.
Over all the years
When we were but millions, truth
Was we...

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I was a vivacious, aroma loving barista, laboring midnights in a coffee shop,
Offering tasty drinks to fellow night owls, while others dreamed of lollipops.

My work was so pleasant and suited me, for I was enamored...

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(continued from Part 1)

Two points create a line
A space from two words
And on and on a verse
A poetry line is sound and sense
A dense fabric of many textures & hues
Woven on a temporal loom
With patterns...

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Full of sunlight 
dipped out from a spring named hope by a mountain foot 
in the jar that we bought after a long period of hesitation
at a time of making a new home
is slopping from...

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Virility Imperiled Manhood Emasculated (mine)

No sense of accomplishment prevails to date
analogous to kudzu... inadequacy runs rampant
recurring theme extant within poetic endeavors,
and often discussed with assigned therapist (one
among many girls named Stephanie Dodds) do
GOOGLE search and...

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yeah ...

there was someone ...
a long time ago,
lifetimes, really ... eons,
and she burned me ...
oh, I don't mean in a bad way,
like betrayal,
I mean inside - DEEP inside,
like torch burns steel,
she seared herself into my...

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 FORGE AHEAD

Forge ahead, spines are steel
anger, tragedy, treachery heal
betrayal merely a step on ladders
Golden Age arises, Kali Age passes 
fragrant oysters in Bloomsbury Blue
manifesting pearls for specific rings
bring garlands, soulfully sing

Dark was the night
facing...

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I stood …

on a mountain
not nearly the highest
but the air was clean … seraphic
cold, but not bone-chilling
keen, that it restore the marrow
and course the blood more acutely
it sharpened my senses
and I listened for The Voice...

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January 11 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 31-33

Key Verse – Genesis 31:3 And the LORD said unto Jacob, Return unto the land of thy fathers, and to thy kindred; and I will...

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yeah ...

there was someone ...
a long time ago,
lifetimes, really ... eons,
and she burned me ...
oh, I don't mean in a bad way,
like betrayal,
I mean inside - DEEP inside,
like torch burns steel,
she seared herself into my...

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Helen, Troyless
by Michael R. Burch

"The face that launched a thousand ships..."

Helen, bright accompaniment,
accouterment of war as sure as all
the polished swords of princes groomed to lie
in mausoleums all eternity...

The price of love is not so...

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The royal chambermaid and the young warrior, fleeing the wrath of the heavenly palace, were flying low, their robes trailing through the air like colourful ghosts. Their elopement to the earthly domain had been condemned...

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Preponderance of dimensions perplexes with bliss string fervor

Lake mine previous 
(stream of consciousness 
imponderable) poetic efforts,
sans spiritus mundi, converse
sing a boot unfamiliar thread,
and ignored common
sense ne'er re: hearse
sing, asper William Butler Yeats,
aye went off deep...

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Her tears lost to rain ...
Dorothea stood in the cold mist,
her habit soaked through, though she cared not.
The gray markers spread out before her like stone soldiers at attention,
as if she were a commander of...

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Spoken And/Or Written Words

Time gone by e'er since being quiet natured boy,
more so nowadays declare exhausting countless
hours expending, extolling, and exuding prufuse
joy, no surprise, asper experiencing passion, sans
reading (select age appropriate material as a lad...

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War
Is where
Nobody wins
And everybody sins
At the unbeautiful bar
War is hell on earth
At birth
God created humans
To be better than the lions
And the other nefarious predators
That’s a given
War transforms young men
And young women
Into absurd killers and murderers
War...

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