Long Sarong Poems

In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into the air like fat flies,
the watermelon's pink guts splattering.

Gun aimed...

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Villanelle
by Michael R. Burch

Is poetry mere turning of a phrase?
Has prose become its height and depth and sum?
What happened to the songs of yesterdays?

Does prose leave all nine Muses vexed and glum,
with fingers stuck in...

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Exciting walk; barefoot on warm rock while cold spring water
burbles past me. “Hey! over here.” she calls. 
A puppet, my instinct guides me there again;
Creek ends in dark green pond. “Hi” I answer.

My body tingles...

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Being an American in Australia isn’t easy,

but I’m trying to integrate;

I’m trying to fit in.

Just one of the boys with all the right expressions

under my belt, like:

        pasty...

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Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over...

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Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over...

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Stereo Man (It Takes Two?)

Stereo Man (It Takes Two?)

I’m a stereo man, and I carry two phones,
have two homes in two states (each sports car that awaits).
I’ve been married two times but find sin better...

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III

This is the land of the convectional rains
Which vie on the monsoon back scrubbing streets
This is the land at half-past four
The rainbow rubs the chilli face of the afternoon
And an evening-morning pervades the dripping, weeping
Rain...

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Word bank: Holidays
As I am finding time difficult to manage at the moment - I thought a word bank would be a good idea for people to refer to and add comments with additional words...

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PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Yesterday was Saturday
My two princesses 
Giggling, jumping, prancing, hopped in my car
We were planning to go one direction, but
Along the way, in front of a church
We were distracted.  We decided to stop!

Little hands...

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It was the Emperor's birthday. 
The Coliseum was sold out.
All over the Cityyou could hear  
The people laughs and shout. 
First came on the animals 
In the early evening heat' 
Not much fun once...

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Love on the rocks



I’ve fallen in love with a mermaid
She captured my heart with her song
She was singing her scales
And upsetting the whales
As she knitted a seashell sarong

Well I smiled at her, very politely
And she...

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She slithered from the jungle in a Vera Wang sarong
Like some wicked juju temptress with no sense of right or wrong. 
I remember how it thrilled me, 
Oh yeah, when she shimmied in the buff;
And...

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Mystical Moon, languidly adrift in pallid glory,
is holding night court, clad in gold silk sarong.
Ruling her astral kingdom, amusing with a story
about a cow and a spoon; singing a lyrical song.

"Wondrous Moon," said I, "lamp...

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The starlight bares its glittered thread
while nightfall drops a fine sarong,
and trance ascends far overhead
breaths’ vision glowing in pure song.

While nightfall drops a fine sarong
in solace flushed …dark turns to light
that galaxies meet to adorn
one...

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Her paintings of sarongs I'm going to see

will be there for two months, 

I  think, at Lake Of The Clouds

Arts. I heard this in the news:  Layers died last week.

Native Brown Bear got...

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The moonbeam wears its glittered thread,
while stars lift evening's fine sarong
a trance ascends far overhead
moist kisses fondling a raw song

While stars lift evening's fine sarong
in secrets flushed …dark turns to light
when hungry lips meet to...

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I’m  wondering - how much is enough?
given fact:  this line is but a throng.
One who does not shield his hacking cough
is brushing up against my sarong.

I’m wondering - how much is enough?
One who's...

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Some people think that being strong
Is pretending that there is nothing wrong
When you can hear the thrash of a thong
Exposed and stripped of your sarong
While your emotions rage like King Kong
Taken from the place where...

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You should tell the clown weasel, the other girls said.
I had seen him before, but he looked daffy in his head.
He wears a diamond triangle clown suit and enormous red shoes.
I do not think I...

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Masticator

To salty, crunchy foods I gravitate:
Popcorn, fries, potato chips and nachos
And on my plate some food to masticate:
Fried chicken, pizza, hamburgers and tacos!
A large hot soup can soothe my appetite,
But serve it, please, with crackers...

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Now, 
		If I decide
		Suddenly, today -
	                The meat is overcooked,
			          the...

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She is the sylphic stream
     and the flow spinning 
        her sequined sarong 
    through gleaming fields
    ...

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From a young age he took to the roads,
never staying anywhere for long.
Always singing a cheerful song.
Yet most of the ladies seemed like toads.

Making choices at all crossroads
meeting here and there a tagalong.
Together they travel...

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Spring came back to town today
In all her glorius style
Winter packed up in a huff
And left us for a while

We all thought Spring was gone for good
For Winter had stayed so long
And though we tried...

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