Long Posthaste Poems

"Open Oceans"



Kneeling on pearls
wisdom preys

praying
preying

hungry hearts
count the days 

wasting away
in all that preying 

for prayers 
to be answered

children become
strangers

reading 
strange words

finding 
themselves puzzled

genuflecting to a deity
they do not know, nor wish to

fumbling
mouths closed,

swallowed hole
in the...

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then, likeamayfly, he’s suddenly gone: plantfood.



bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

u are charming...

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NOTE:  This is the 2nd THIRD of a funny 3-part piece. No other way to post it due to file size limitations. It's a really fun poem, and I hope you'll take the time...

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*Image of Thunder & Lightning by Pixabay.

The Stranger
My life warps by its beasts of woes
depression dogs my day
at night, stress drains my restless soul
the wrongs have no delay

Myself am I, forsook decreed
hope laid by things...

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There are moments when troubles enter our life’s
And we can do nothing to avoid them
But the one's we can
They look convoluted unless we demystify
But we think they are byzantine
As we think the mysteries in them...

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Ability to defecate wildly swings (both ways)...
between incontinence and constipation

Irritable bowel syndrome i.e.
the former excretory bout I address
the above (polite way to phrase diarrhea)
and avoid moon efficient cheekiness,
yours truly doth buttress,
a literal warranted pain in...

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The sky never really seemed to break up
The sun never wanted to show up
The innocence of a sentence is lost as soon as it is tossed
In the pit from which I speak, I am far...

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(alternately titled: impossible mission goes awry
probably mortal enemy cast spell binding jinx)

Both mental versus
physical tasks necessitate
laser sharp attentiveness
triggered within blinks
similarly on par when people toast
momentary instance utter silence

before more'n one
wine glass simultaneously clinks
cheering hurray, especially
if...

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Upon opening the fridge this morning I found, to my great displeasure, that there was nary an egg to be found.  Posthaste I marched down to the corner market, grabbed a carton of fresh,...

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First a simple lunch –
soup, salad, rolls and dessert
(and wine if we choose).
Then the book.*
 
We become critics when we read.
That's half the fun of it.
The other half is the pleasure of the word.
Prose can...

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A verbal warning this day
of redundancy, an end to
Twenty-four years of hard graft,
releases doleful innuendoes
from those safe, left on the staff.
Each dawn! That initiates, now
leaves the sound of silence
ringing, in one’s dependable mind,
each journey down...

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The Shifting sands
Kingdoms of Dunes
Desolate sands
No life. Low tide
Landfalls now twixt mud and sand
And then the seals appear
Their sad calls staying in my memory

I walk the dunes
Why am I sad?
I’ve just returned
Alive and not wounded

The...

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I enjoy reading through the New Poems List
Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
Naming even ten, so many would be missed
I could never perform this exercise posthaste.

Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
I find gems...

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Regardless of what some folks are saying
The weather is changing, climate’s askew
Major storms threaten atypical places,
Is there nothing at all we can do?

Let’s begin by developing a new respect
For this planet all of us call...

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My daughter who was then, just about seven.
The sun had just settled softlty in the Pacific.
We were in Ghiradelli Square, a joyful place,as is heaven.
Into an elevator we went so sparkling  clean and spiffy...

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With rushing hands about our hips
      and loving thoughts so hardly chaste,
let locked together be our lips
      as equal rights we must posthaste:  ...

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The case of caviar the Humpherts ordered
was missing from their mansion. What a mystery!
Could long-time butler Stephan be the culprit?
If so, posthaste the traitor would be history.

One Humphert child cried out, “He wouldn’t do that!
“Some...

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I'm dead. Unlike Frost and Yeats
nothing I've said will be remembered.
Unlike Roosevelt and Lincoln
nothing I'm thinking will win the war.

I'm going to go to my grave unsung
like almost everyone. These mountains
are my grave. A good...

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Areola of rose,
           blushing,
              blossoming,
       ...

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I enjoy reading through the New Poems List
Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
Naming even ten, so many would be missed
I could never perform this exercise posthaste.

Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
I find gems...

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Slowpokes
Written: by Miracle Man
11-5-2019

My wife isn’t one to just sit and piddle,
She cares about others and is always on the go.
She’s forever busy but accomplishes little,
Saying “where this day’s gone I do not know.”

She’s always...

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Brouhaha brewing, my Jezebel comes home glowing;
Football game in progress, but she has gossip to spend. 
Curious winds blustering, in rare decibels growing,
posthaste, I speed dial her garrulous second best friend.
Handing Jez my phone, I...

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muscles of the clock
shook me awake, as i neared
the slim margin between dusk
and dawn, having slipped
up - intensity of dread —
soft sunlight alarms the blinds.

i attempt to rise,
entangled in shifting sheets.
dripping sweat from every pore,
my...

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Much like a lucid ambient layer—
I find myself floating down to the surface
Into the stratosphere without a care—
Projections about which I cannot repurpose:
Into my own inevitabilities;
Into the oxygen which I cannot breathe.
I sing the shifting...

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