Long Persuading Poems

“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”

Spurred by mother dearest 
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tripped wordsmith to splutter forth
forthwith the following lines.

Back in the day 
quaint...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart keen.

Unless your words heal me hastily,
my heart's wound will remain...

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Political Science is the compare and contrast study
of governing authority powers
with concomitant economic responsibilities,
and...um...opportunities,
speaking perhaps too candidly.

Why not other powers,
nutritional loves that can be owned only cooperatively,
can be, and would like to become, health invested,
but...

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It's hard to think in Either-Or Deductive,
while speaking and acting in Both-And Inductive.

For example,
If my Brother is kind and loving
(and he usually is),
and really not all that judgmental and condemning
with his wife and kids especially...

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I have heard almost nothing about New Year Resolutions
this pandemic year;

Although personal sound waves are filled
replete with incomplete invitations
to take better health care
of personal
and social
and economic
and democratic
and public
and green climate nonviolent communication
wealth optimization

As we move...

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Date: April  2,   2051

NEXT DAY:
3:10 afternoon
 the family held a secret
Family conference in adjourned rooms of
Holly's family. CJ  and his wife Amaliah 
Desharah Dolly were present in
Father Hakim's and ma Lucinda's
Suite...

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This train is coming down the main
This train is rocking my brain
This train is the overcrowded train
This train is washing in the rain
This train is the messy train
This train is filled with pain 
This train...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring...

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The rain birds keep hopping up and down the town
stamping the rain out of the ground with their wire feet but
they have little to compete and the sun is walking under my feet. They are...

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Opening 
Fourth street and the divide meet 
Near the stream where it's waters Impede 
Five metres walk from the wooden bridge 
A little further away from the deserted car park 
Underneath the third tree with...

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THE LEMON TYPE GARDEN

The Players. (in order of appearance) 

Freddie Fastfoot (The Rabbit)
Felicity Flutterby. (The Butterfly)
Joshua Jumpahop (The Grasshopper)
Chloe Crafteneye (The Fox)
Benjamin Buzzenbee (The Bumble Bee)
Oscar Oakenut (The Squirrel) 
Molly Maggenprop (The Magpie)
Christopher Croakalot (The...

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"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller


Like a slow drawl, sometimes
Winter – others, Autumn.
Rustling in the oaks,...

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Only 14 and eager to find love, she sneaks out at four in the morning
Persuading her best friend to come along – meet someone new
Hence at the nearest park an unfamiliar friendship is formed
Sketchy as...

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Death isn’t that significant, is it?
just like life is nothing peculiar.

The importance, however, is that life is given 
to an individual only once and cannot be shared with others, 
whether it was acquired through one’s...

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A serious commitment never ending
a binding link between a consenting two
but feels like a gift of a cute and soft teddy bear with mysterious eyes.
It seems to open a door but with so many windows,
the...

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He worked at the local newspaper office.
I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper.
He had served his apprenticeship 
and was now a full fledged printer 
earning a magnificent sum of eight dollars a...

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Travel the pathway of my life,
Read the letters written in thoughts untold,
Bold memories and precious joys,
Inspirations who reveal my heart’s silence,
Mixed with rhythms of grace, hope and peace
Feelings who tempt souls to believe…

Yes, this is...

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How might capitalism
and egocentric competitive allies
of patriarchalism
racism
sexism
monoculturalism
totalitarianism
binary double-standardism
anthropocentrism

remind us of which competitive communication weapons
develop further violently aggressive apartheid?

And which regenerate gratitude
for cooperative
co-passionate communication tools,
both verbal and non-verbal,
for growing multiculturally resilient social capital?

contextual rightbrain intuitively felt
both/and...

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Why is it:

we plant gardens
but we garden plants?

we call natural medicines drugs
and we call unnaturally produced drugs medicines?

we label our disease-addicted corporate-insurance complex
a humane "health care system"?

we prefer fetal alcohol syndrome, pickled livers, and dead...

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Let’s please God with our faith* while growing biblically
Showing Christ-likeness believably
Revealing scriptural wisdom boldly
Presenting eternal life blissfully
Exposing heaven beautifully.

Let’s please God with our love while proclaiming His message confidently
Sharing the Gospel and salvation plan capably
Conveying...

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Ecstatic, electrifying, exhilaration ignites inside,
Inspiring my soul to capture the hope,
Songs echoing on the coast where there is light,
Silent light tossing, trembling, tempting my thoughts,
Into the night where pieces of my heart reflect the music
Playing...

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By Dana Redricks
April 11, 2020

Persuading people of their need for Salvation is difficult sometimes, but it is we, do the planting, and God who does the harvesting."Remember that God does not call the equipped; He...

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I was heading to the bunkhouse, after a wild night on the town
dancing & romancing & one too many round
Back in my wild & woolly days, one more rowdy Saturday night
full of cheap beer &...

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The fire in your eyes, 
scorches my soul,
burning with an intensity,
leaving me to hunger for more.

I try to avoid your gaze, 
wanting to ignore your magnificence.
My self-control disappears,
as desire consumes me,
persuading my eyes to linger,
upon...

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All but these bonds who forged ironies chain's                           ...

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