Long Proclamations Poems

Nucleotidings
by Michael R. Burch

“We will walk taller!” said Gupta,
sorta abrupta,
hand-in-hand with his mom,
eyeing the A-bomb.

“Who needs a mahatma
in the aftermath of NAFTA?
Now, that was a disaster,”
cried glib Punjab.

“After Y2k,
time will spin out of control anyway,”
flamed...

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Rejection Slips

With over 5,700 publications if I count poems that have gone viral, I suppose I shouldn’t complain … but I do have some poems that have never been accepted for publication. Here are a...

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I went again today ... to that place, the allurement overwhelming ... the one
we called "ours" so tritely, "mine" before you, "mine" again now, (tho' others
have doubtless staked claimed - ages before and since). I...

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Bad ass beauty brought bedlam, and begat bastard child...
courtesy booty call minus preemptive measures
while plugg naughty bits of tarnished knight 
while he took tea and crumpets within mistress's boudoir

The following verses typed out some years...

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What is a life to you?
Do you wake up to love
imagine a future with someone?
A wife or a husband,
a child or ten?
An exaggeration,
but love is different to everyone.
Do you have a cat or a dog,
that...

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Neigh say being  corralled & cult shod 

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I 
bring death to tyrants.”

Above the fray of twittering, 
squabbling, and madding crowds,
an arrogantly belligerent creature deified, 
yet vilified...

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Once upon a time,
an eight year old
Black and Green and Brown and Red and Blue Lives Matter
ultra-nonviolent kid
wrote an ultra-violet note to him/herself
about stuff s/he needed to full-rainbow recall
if and when s/he ever became
a worn...

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Bedlam and mayhem in the mistress's boudoir

Nsync with variations on a theme:
of drool worthy Reuben Sandwich
(consisting of corned beef, 
Swiss cheese, sauerkraut, 
Russian dressing between slices 
of rye bread that is grilled 
until the bread...

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Quotes:
1. "Doubt is not the absence of faith - certainty is!"  Karen Armstrong

therefore

2. "It is impossible to be a true Christian and not have doubts!"   Brian Johnston

3. “For by grace you have...

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“Never forget 
everything Hitler did 
in Germany was legal.”
- Martin Luther King, Jr.

drop by drop lady liberty bleeds
red on white and blue
common sense vexatious 
verboten spins askew 

“We can and we must 
write in the...

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Existentialism emancipation proclamation manumission...

Flourishes amidst freedom 
once invisible (alice in) chains shucked
when soul no longer kept linkedin 
to jane's addiction 
with corporeal duty, entity, fealty... 
while formerly shed body electric 
gendered as former googly eyed...

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Perpetual Quandries of Dischord

Permanent irreversible Attatchment disorder
A lemonade stand at the Mexican Border
A traumatised disorganised old lady hoarder
The incriminating evidence on an old tape recorder 

Elements of discontent shivering through a crowd 
Firmaments of promises...

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Perhaps we might all agree
that life’s purpose appears to grow regenerativity,
recreative memories as positive
rising above, and yet within,
and both before and after,
less creative mistrusts of ambivalently evaporating pathology outcomes.

And, if self and other regenerative health
is...

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Societies,
religious and secular,
nation-states,
corporations,
extended families,
tribes,
colonies,
property owners,
owned properties
are caught in,
invested in,
an inescapable network
of climate mutuality,
cooperativity,
multicultural communion,
tie-dyed,
camouflaged in a single Earth habitat
of green-blue spectral destiny
rhapsody
rapture.

Climate injustice anywhere
is a threat to health
and justice
and peace
everywhere.

There are some climates
in our social
political
economic...

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UNSUPPORTED CODE  UNSUPPORTED CODE Election Year UNSUPPORTED CODE 

They all gathered at the Tower,
They faked their cheers for about an hour;
A king in his castle,
on the very first day,
All of the actors,
He would pay;
He...

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AmI haveI willI doI as all been some will be with all the helping verbs from Ahman and Ricks in jr high in a timed collective to last a lifetime, I be a  planetary...

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At the end of one pleasant evening
It was decided to end it on the highest note…
He placed himself on grandest stage
And stretching mighty or shaky hand to the horizon
He simply said to esteemed crowd:

We are...

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Listen...
Can you hear these silently listening voices too?

Listening souls
old and yet not born
inside
outside resounding Earth's fertile proclamations

Present voices
remembered from communal past lively choices
personal, yet political,
economic,
yet politically ecological

Waiting for health,
usually patient,
underneath domestic inside sounds:
music
quiet steps
graceful and...

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What's in a Name? 
                              ...

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While my heart beats, rhythms of gentle
Silent, yet burning, beneath these Blue Ridges,
An ache, a pain, a troubled heart, wandering
In the last moments of a thought, just before sunrise,
Helene, the storm who raged through my...

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RELIGION RUINS EVERYTHING
By Roy Merritt 
             
The malice of gods unseen malice of millenniums past
The evil one can readily conjure and difficult to...

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With love from Venezuela to the people of the United States of America.
Once upon a time were one of the most prosperous nations of South America.
Our nation once upon a time was a democracy and...

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My father's abeng blew up my mother's womb
And I was chained there
Nine months in darkness drinking blood
Longing for my resurrection from the tomb
Longing to break the chains
Holding me before my birth to a carnal earth
Longing...

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Our glory is in the favor of the God of Hosts
and into his anointed King do make our boasts
by his Love descends the latter rain
evidence that soon be he among us again

As the tares mature...

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In a space that should hum with focus,
Where thoughts flow like ink on paper,
I walk the halls, and what do I hear?
The clatter of egos—loud, brash,
A symphony of insecurity,
Each voice a drum pounding louder,
Drowning out...

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