Long Omar Poems

State of the Art (III)

These are my "ars poetica" poems: the ones about the art and craft of writing poetry in a modern world that doesn't always recognize the artists or their work. 



Come Down
by...

Read More

Poems about Poems IV

The Toast
by Michael R. Burch

For longings warmed by tepid suns
(brief lusts that animated clay),
for passions wilted at the bud
and skies grown desolate and gray,
for stars that fell from tinseled heights
and mountains bleak...

Read More

May 29, 1957: …have to think about getting a thesis director…know no professor yet in the department…someone suggested i get hold of Derek Fogg for an intro to the big guns in the philosophisches Seminar…can't...

Read More

Poems about Poets VI

beMused
Michael R Burch

Perhaps at three
you'll come to tea,
to have a cuppa here?

You'll just stop in
to sip dry gin?
I only have a beer.

To name the greats:
Pope, Dryden, mates?
The whole world knows their names.

Discuss...

Read More

Antinatalist Poems

Habeas Corpus
by Michael R. Burch 

I have the results of your DNA analysis.
If you want to have children, this may induce paralysis.
I wish I had good news, but how can I lie?
Any offspring you...

Read More

When young Marnie was known by most for beauty few could match,
by looks alone many declared the woman was a catch.
And like most girls who are so blessed, she knew just what she had,
knew what...

Read More

Part Two

           a hardly flickering oilwick open trough lamp lighting
limply other framed coloured pictures of Ganapati
two half-empty troughs of kunkunum and vibhuti
on the half-opened cicatrised...

Read More

Why Do I Write?

I was born in an era when Shakespeare, Shelley and Wordsworth were kings.  Reading them was like hearing beautiful music and after all these years…it still is. Then I fell in...

Read More

Itinerant mercenary shrouded with penitent robe
Shining beacon for terrorists around the globe
Hermetic curmudgeon; gun-toting xenophobe
Zealous provacateur who for ardent jihadists did probe

Material wealth a means; establishing a caliphate the end
Seeking Arab-royalty's, sovereign-sheikdoms to rend
Scourge of...

Read More

tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan,
unending trail of life from dusk to dawn!
pass skeletons in sand from days of yore,
sand has blown over, past footprints are gone

man with limp walks to meet destiny’s...

Read More

“Tamam Shud”



Handsome comes
as handsome goes

forgotten
not missed

lies waiting 
intestate 

a code
undeciphered 

Mystery in the end - 
far more interesting 

answers calling
something whispers:

"Death -
open gate ...

Come in"

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)




"Spin Spin Sugar" / Sneaker Pimps
https://youtu.be/uGPdpWbg5bU




"Police found a book...

Read More

It seems
on the roads net 
between you and me
i know every stone, mark and feature
talking with them tet-a-tet
about you, my dear friend.

So often and so long
i run to you
in my dreams,
plans, fantasia
and others spiritual and...

Read More

Yesterday as I was going to my chair
I saw a cat not sleeping there!
He was’t asleep there,  again today
Oh how I wish he’d not be away.

At home at last after beers - three (or...

Read More

Dependable Defender Jésus Christ of Nazareth Football Club

This morning lost His appeal for the red card He received

During His side game with the highly rated Pharisees

He’ll  be unavailable for their match against the Sadducees


He...

Read More

The blood flews in Darfur and in all parts of Sudan. What can a social activist
could do to the genocide cruelty affter the Jewish holocaust in Europe in the forties?
Features of grief impregnated in the...

Read More

He knows he acts like a dumbass
sometimes
An overzealous hopeless romantic
But this is a little much
Even for him
Luckily, he's got a partner in crime
this time

"You're totally gonna marry her, arentcha!?"
Yells Boomer, his Boston accent thick
punching the...

Read More

The pen is greater than the sword or so it’s often said.
A poet’s word still stirs the heart long after he is dead.
The "Elegy" of Thomas Gray can still provoke a thought.
And Campbell’s "Ullin’s Daughter"...

Read More

Be Best..
What does that mean? This was to be the First Lady's attempt to reduce social media attacks on young kids who utilize social media more than ever these days.

This is however, the opposite of...

Read More

Quote from the original translation

Awake! for the morning in the bowl of night,
has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight,
Lo! the hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan’s Turret in a noose of...

Read More

Deep poetry has its own reality
Instrumental in setting the mind free
From the confinement of this mundane world
Transporting us to wondrous realms untold 

It is manifested in Blake's poetry
Which uplifts the mind and sets it free
A...

Read More

Automobile blues fuels exhausting lament...

Indicator light signaling door(s) ajar
least significant issue concerning
2009 Hyundai Sonata car
applauded craftsmanship darn exemplar,
thus said vehicle deserves favorable avatar,

nonetheless vehicular maintenance
exceeds king's ransom by far
takes lion's share comprising regular
costs of living...

Read More

 Four things come not back:
the spoken word;  the sped arrow;
time past; the neglected opportunity.

Omar Ibn Al-Halif, Aphorism
___________________ 

On a beautiful Fall day-  I went for a café,
pushing open the shop door, I...

Read More

Is God a Woman?



Love.

Nothing is fair
in love and war.

Mother 
carries the load
ripped open ripe torn

gives birth. 

Who’s the better 
stronger one
in this war?

Puts her child first.

Swallows all burning
stones thrown
ignores trolls, fights all...

Child first. 
First born.

(LadyLabyrinth...

Read More

In quest to find respite and solitude 
spiritual food
it's to the sea I owe my gratitude

Only in my dreams
while adrift under starlight and moonbeams
I'm free of life's schemes

In slumber I sail upon the vast sea
peace...

Read More

The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Seventeen

Of late the tepid cold only rebousse poil her coyness
Nowhere the slushy mud caked into strands of crunchiness
Even the over-mothering coots let their chicks roam all alone
Sand and...

Read More