Long Partying Poems

Juvenilia: Early Poems V

Poetry
by Michael R. Burch

Poetry, I found you
where at last they chained and bound you;
with devices all around you
to torture and confound you,
I found you—shivering, bare.

They had shorn your raven hair
and taken both...

Read More

I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road...

Read More

Religious gatherings happen on Thursday as well in Bean’s Cathedral.  The Scribes would read from The Doctrine of Crop and Harvest and the Bean people who attended would be blessed for a greater existence...

Read More

Oh, where on earth do I begin….Twenty years ago…

There he was. Standing by the door of World Literature Class in 1996. 
There I was. Walking past him in the hallways of high school.
Our eyes met...

Read More

Font Din Black

so u real??? 
Warning! The following choppy, batty, 
dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, 
jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, 
sketchy material prone to find the reader 
dazed and bewildered, yet comfortably...

Read More

I have been praying to God ever since I first understood the concept of a deity.  Although I have struggled through life with my acceptance of and belief in the religion I was force...

Read More

Throughout 2016 I have been reading Rob Brezsny's Pronoia
Is The Antidote For Paranoia
now ending before I reach 2017.

This postmillennial bible of multiculturalism
ends with several questions or statements
with space to write in my responses.

I am about...

Read More

The season, spring year 2031. 
One year went by and 
Delilah was 4 months pregnant 
When Molly Was 6 months 
pregnant. Other Then that, the
passed months were
Unremarkable. The ages of 
Damian's children and their 
Mother's...

Read More

I guess the candidates and polity saying "no"
to Earth's human refugees
during this their Thanksgiving time,
did not finish their Darwin biographies.

While endosymbiotic evolution,
indigenous to any one species,
can devolve to survival of the fittest,
this is most likely...

Read More

The sun was rising over Milton Creek, heralding the start of a new day
Two new residents were due in town, on the noon train from Santa Fe
William (Bill) and Sara Baker, both renowned as skilled...

Read More

The Job

I got a plane to catch in the morning.  8:15 AM out of Austin, destination Orange County, CA.  Never cared much for California and I don’t think anything about this trip is...

Read More

Date:  October  2049

Desharah's birthday party was a
Brawling success. And a Hakim 
Female no male included anywhere 
On their primesis party. The party included 
Amaliah, Desharah, Saderi, Sedanah,
Myselah, Manisha, Salis, Mama
Lucinda, Mama Daughtry she...

Read More

I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turning it...

Read More

a heave and a shove, into the ocean she goes
where she stops no one knows,
floats and floats till it may sink
you may spot it with  red ribbon bows.

message in a bottle set off to...

Read More

things are happening do you believe 
is it near the end of the world
blood running yet flowing warm
down the streets hope seems hopeless
what's the use am I denying...

the sign of the times

what's why you crying...

Read More

Learning disabled, hopelessly unemployed
Troy can't write the address for his next interview.
Warehouse stock, 331 Tiffany Street, in the Bronx.
His girlfriend, Trinity, also unemployed,
with one child by Troy. She's more resourceful
but doesn't realize it. For one...

Read More

Interpreting mine Poetry

Similar to scrutinizing
an abstract painting,
this author begetting, canvassing
entreating... obscure words dumbfounding
readers (himself included), he eludes
(shading tree fore rest)
clear cut discerning,
yet oft times his woods
garner reviews raving
esoteric word choice,

how mind boggling
to this logophile despite
more...

Read More

I JUST CAN’T HELP IT, YA KNOW?

Elderly Lady: Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!
First Alert: Duly noted, will there be anything else?
Elderly Lady: Are you going to call an ambulance?
First Alert: Ambulance? ...

Read More

Rick Springfield's Jesse's Girl was playing on the radio,
we were all partying guys and girls out on my patio.
I prayed no one or you would catch me looking your way,
noticing what I was doing for...

Read More

Everyone voted Mrs. Garret’s tree as the best Christmas display in the village. Which was surprising in a way, as she was not really a local. 

Richard Garret, her husband, was not a man to...

Read More

Mardi was at the Darby;
Yet he was not invited to the party;
Very upset at what he could not get; 
He went over to the teller to make a bet.

“Mardi, you came to the Darby,” the...

Read More

Today, oh man today
What about it....
Oh nothing, it was the only way I could think to kick this off
My head's been roaming all over space
I've been partying in the clouds
and my spacious thoughts
as if they...

Read More

“Get out my house!” I screamed,

My face turning red.

I was sad, you were drunk,

Our relationship was dead.

You were out partying,

Whilst your family was at home.

Is it any wonder,

I felt so alone?

Your dinner was on the...

Read More

You careless, reckless, inconsiderate person
You show no regard for human life, for another life, for even your life.

What’s going on in your mind, peace is hard to find
Out in a club for ladies’ night 
You...

Read More

Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch

“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga

Preposterous Eros shot me in
the buttocks, with a Devilish grin,
spent all my money in a rush
then left my heart effete pink mush.


These are poems about Eros, the...

Read More