Long Old poetry Poems

your silken skin gleams opaline
bathed in Luna's soft wash of cornflower - like a
porcelain Madonna by Michelangelo
conjured to life by the magic
of moonlight

your eyes open just long enough to
affix mine, and affirm I'm in a...

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What if poetry soup just shut down 
with all your work before you edited
always copy you work even if you have
to go to the library check your 
titles as well sometimes 
identity thieves actually rip...

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Laughter and ruin tells the story,                                     of our first family dinner.  
Married just six short months,       ...

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I tried so hard not to break you
You hide the truth with your lies
The storms I carried you through
Now, all is left is your goodbyes

I need a little time to catch my breath
Please don’t lose...

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MURKY TIME

My rambling thoughts keep me awake on sleepless nights,
when the present time, I consider murky, sneaks in my mind.
I cannot help comparing the present time with the Dark Ages,
time marked by economic, intellectual and...

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My greatest one-night stand occurred
on a drizzly, spring Friday night,
my long-term girlfriend had let me,
I meant to drink her away right.
Went down to a club I knew well,
just to drink, wanted nothing more,
then came this...

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My name is Gary Fields
And I am at the Poetry Convention
Their are a myriad of Poet's
They are all in contention
There are so many that I may
Want to mention'
So, pay attention
Fore they must do this
In abstention

At...

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To Have Once Kissed The Monster Of Sorrows And Burning Death

I slow-walked hot desert sands,
cacti begging to stick my naked feet
volcano sun searing my white-faced skin
why, why has blindness sent me into this inferno
to wander...

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The Life Is …

The Life Is …
When I was young, there was no pain,
The only pain was to complain.
When I was young, I did not care,
Just as long as my love was there.
When I was...

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Growing up,                                                                  we...

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OH BE THIS POEM AS SACRED AS HER NAME

Often I am compelled to hover over her shoulder
Each letter formed, each thought defined
For she has poetry on a leash
And walks it, pray I, at least three...

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>For the umpteenth time I have received in the mail.  The post one not email a letter from a company informing me of my equity release plan.  They enclosed a prepaid envelope. ...

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From the moment I was born I was considered a miracle
One month premature with so many things wrong 
Many considered me a fighter, and I suppose I was
What they didn't realise is that the fight...

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We were miserable and exhausted by the rife. 
We leave the severe planet to fight for itself. 
Be patient, though! We admit in another life. 
Will toss the earth; however, we will not strife.
 
We...

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A simple man, I don‘t need much, I use few words; I’m Joe.
I once framed houses, now drive trucks. That’s all you need to know.

I love my wife and think she’s great, but one thing...

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Sun Rose, She Saw Her Dead Lover's Face 


The sad angel touched her heart then
turned her far away from mortal men
Setting her a course to sleep alone
in dark cavern where no light shown.

Yet she traveled...

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"Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ." Titus 2:13 of the King Jame Bible 

Our blessed hope radiates this Christmas and beyond gloriously…
The birth...

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The crazy neighbor down the street from me,  
always had her multi colored polka dotted curtains open for all to see.  
Music is playing very loud,  
there was a wonderful beat to...

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I like to think that Daddy's gold watch chain,
and the way it came about,
was the true story of "The Magi",
that O. Henry had mixed it up a little and changed it, 
as sometimes happens.

I remember...

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As Winter's Icy Breath This Heart Reminds


Icy frost grows thick on dead toads,
winter's breath drapes snow laced airs 
great the sorrows upon this road
as looms darkness of such despairs 
Yet life demands this walk alone
in...

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Another poetry reading.
I arrive late and drop my phone in a workshop.

I capriciously retrieve it and slink to the corner,
My notebook and pen
Poised and ready
For my muse to be resurrected after
A long hibernation.

This is why...

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For many people outside the Myanmar poetry, it may come as a surprise that there is such a thing as language-oriented poetry contemporary poetry scene in Myanmar. The Poetry of the bourgeoisie and the "art...

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With spacetime ripples
come dark energy waves
Emanating from the ether
tainted forces hold me slave
What sort of person
fly’s kites after dark
One with many issues
hiding Cains invisible mark

Left to wander miasma
blind man at controls
Free will is human delusion
We’re...

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Caedmon’s Face
by Michael R. Burch

At the monastery of Whitby,
on a day when the sun sank through the sea,
and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free,

while the wind and Time blew all around,
I paced that dusk-enamored ground
and...

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JOURNEY

I’m approaching seventy next month,
I can say my life journey is not an easy one. 
However, I can declare that I did not astray
doing destructive behaviors to keep on going.

I pretty much stayed grounded, principled;
but...

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