Long Savagery Poems

These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...



The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand
by Michael R. Burch

“Dust to dust ...”

I stumbled, aghast,
into a valley of dust and bone
where all men become,
at last, the same color...

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Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.               
It is almost as if the drab 
Streets were strewn...

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I stumbled over Paul Tillich's translation
of the MessiahMentor's Other Great Commission.

The Great Commission we learned in Sunday School
was to go out and convert the barbarians
and savages to Christianity.

Yet this Other Great Commission feels like a...

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"No, I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
                        ...

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(DEDICATED THIS WRITINGS TO THE BIRTHDAY OF SHEIKH HASINA, HONORABLE PRIME MINISTER OF BANGLADESH)

Today is propitious day of Bangladesh
Happy Birthday to You O Great Leader Of Bangla
Sheikh Hasina (Prime Minister of Bangladesh)

In the heart of...

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The Ancient Viking Warrior In His Old Age, 
A Collaboration With Vladislav Raven

Part (1.)

Biding his time, as each day wrangles its hours away
his soul resting between heaven and Hade's hot fires
for wanton desires shall demand...

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What is freedom?
The brief period of anarchy between the last tyranny and the next?
Are we free if we cannot see the cage?
Or feel the chains?
What if our masters lengthen our leashes?
Only to tighten their hold...

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(1.)

The Truth Of Dearest Love Sworn, I Ask God How

Over the grit-stained shoulders of ancient marble
Rests a million vagaries of humanity's million sins
Just as earth's flocks of beautiful songbirds warble
So goes the evils engaged in...

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Let hope rely upon your Maginot
for swift retort has choked your Gallic might.
It crushed your will beneath its undertow
as diligence receded in the fight.
Your flailing forces teeter on defeat
and any hint of truce shall be...

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We briefly meet the Mandan Chief Big White
in the village center where the animals are sacraficed,
couples wed, and disputes are dealt with,
he is a massive, and portly man
and is wearing a headdress that spreads to...

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1.


In those slow, dead hours that hang attendant
Upon the birth of the dawn,
When all things pure lie safe abed,
Nested in sleep's safe oblivion,
The rituals take place, unseen, unfelt
In the woods or in the alleys
In the...

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The Columbia is a smooth beast that has introduced us to a semi tropic clime
that produces a bewildering humidity even for November
and a panoply of tree types that canopy the mossy turfs
from a sky that...

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April has come but March still lingers, this is the reality of the east winds,
April and May, a the time for poets, as they write off the tyranny of reality,
Fickleness and uncertainty, has always been...

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Shape of Crucifixion
a balance 
of what is right
the good inside man
blessing myself 
in the name 
of Our Father
 
Begging mans forgiveness 
of the Son 
who arose 
from the dead 
his Holy Spirit 
I bow my...

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Nightmares, Ravages Of A Prometheus, Free And Unchained
from my new blog
 
(I.)
 
What of life, mortality and blessings of virgin ground
Philosophy, religion and *Prometheus unbound
Of Mother Nature, illuminations and transcendence
Science, and vanity of weakened mortal...

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Today is Good Friday. Jesus, the Nazarene, who robbed no one, cheated no one, who loved all, healed the sick and performed only acts of kindness, when accused guilty and became the victim of gross...

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I rest perched atop my tree branch blind,
watching and waiting
for anything to unknowingly pass below
I got sleek, midnight skin ... 
distinct markings of a black panther
I got white eyes that glow in the dark,
my vision...

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there are some parts of your personality
you must never look at
or Aristotle's logic will pay you a visit
for a 15th century anatomy lesson
an eye for an eye a throat for a throat
gargoyle armies hovering overhead
tongue...

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Riding a roller coaster 
Propelled by life’s velocity
Governed by instincts and thought
Driven by an urge to emerge victorious 
Sentience deadened to conscience 
Flitting thus from desire to desire
We built an imaginary script
Of narrow ego identity

Some...

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"I ain't gonna be nothing, 
Cos it seem like f'ever I've been longing."
Tears in the eyes, phlegm in the nose,
Skin so sore, malady of the toes. 
Helter-skelter, yet, nothing to show for, 
Studied chemistry and...

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In the twilight of my melancholy existence, love savors its bravery, like a vulture allergic to the suspicious aspects of ephemeral glamour, in a final macabre choreography.
 On the edge of the precipice of my...

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A vision of humanity, a world without brutality, a beautiful fantasy, not a reality.
A vision of a world where the truth isn’t ignored and everyone is treated equal,
A world where no one is evil and...

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Part Three of the Sixth poet honored
(Emily Dickinson) in famous poets dedication series

(3.)

From Weeping Tears, No Longer Shall Joy Find In Heart Anything

Creeping thick fog has dimmed my view of morn's resplendent lake
so dreary is...

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I never knew she was bleeding and pleading,
Until I turned to see the blood in her eyes,
And the agonies tearing her apart.
Rejected and dejected, she gasps for breath, 
Humiliation and intimidation - written all over...

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To the people of the earth, we convey this greeting.
We are quite anxious for this long-awaited meeting.
Coming in peace, we are your cousins, as once before.
In a few hours, we’ll be reunited once more.

You will...

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