Long Screed Poems

Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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A Daniel, Come to Judgment!

Before I give my judgment in this case,
my custom is to have the plaintiff read
aloud, before the other party, face to face

the statute law that’s pertinent.  The screed,
Miss Gentileschi, starts...

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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise
        beneath the weeping opal skies
            there to measure Io's swoon
 ...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
“When again, gentle bride?”
“Nevermore!” bright-eyed Raven replied.



The...

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In all your doings, acknowledge your weakness. 
For all to count, subscribe to His power. 
Forget the current situations' bleakness, 
For favour shall outpour breakthrough's miraculous shower. 

Prayer is the key, 
To open spiritual doors,...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS -- 

this portion dashed off (while dry ving an open white hearse slay 

so many months back before sale him slotted the most coveted 

Casino biggest win - before the...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Double Limerick: The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch

The platypus, myopic,
is ungainly, not erotic.
His feet for bed
are over-webbed,
and what of his proboscis?

The platypus, though, is eager
although his means are...

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diametrically opposing forces miscarriage 
   and abort, cancel and retry to upend Vanity Fair 
   where trump defiantly makes an en rode
gauging Bernie sanders troopers as “enemy” phalanx 
  ...

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Various Heresies 9

Post-Nashville Covenant
by Michael R. Burch

We love our God.
We love our guns.
We despise the weak.
Don’t call us Huns!

We love our kids.
We love our schools.
We love our guns.
Don’t call us fools!

We pledge ourselves
to the strong...

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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise, beneath the weeping opal skies,
      There to measure Io's swoon - the envy of each lesser moon ...
      ...

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"The Mallard" and other Animal Limericks

The Mallard
by Michael R. Burch

The mallard is a fellow
whose lips are long and yellow
with which he, honking, kisses
his bawdy, boisterous mistress;
my pond's their loud bordello!



On the Horns of a Dilemma...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than...

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pioneer esprit de corps front tier brisk.
*     *     *     *     *     *   ...

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The singularity of my voice, 
Wailing out in this dark, wild, and philistine-infested wilderness
Today; Its uniqueness alone amongst several million babbling, 
Balbutient tongues, and inked pens and platitude-riddled pages on blinking 
Computer monitory screens,
The intelligible and the inane, 
The...

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A gut full of grease is a glutton for greed
A swirling cesspool of sinful man's seed
These men of corruption, a pitiful breed
They trust their own hearts, which deceives them indeed
Prey for the fallen and wicked...

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I wrote a great book, part memoir, part novel
Shopped it around, I ain’t too proud to grovel
Got kicked upstairs to a big publishing head
He invited me in, and here's what was said:

This screed you call...

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I Do Not Know The Secret...,
Asper Art Of Writing Acclaimed Poem...

Not purposeful intent,
when tasking self (Das Scribe)
a nondescript member of
Homo sapiens village people tribe
metaphorical spear in hand ready

to unbridal strong arm as vibe
resoundingly resonates, sans
(crackles,...

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Fast as an atomic banshee, he roils sacred halls 
of White House clutches levers with brass balls
American powers remain unrestrained when he calls
Armada to exorcise imagine aery dragons, 
   he inarticulately falls
non-communicative, faux...

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NEANDERTHAL

In times gone by, now recondite,
Neanderthal, erect, upright,
spoke softly, tones so lily-white,
and tried to put the world aright.

He taught us how the flame ignites
that wearing furs will warm the nights,
just why the rolling wheel excites,
and...

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devastatingly, grievously, inconsolably, 
     got hexed, issued jilted livingsocial, a less
son learned to late, how maddeningly mess
say yon nick lee infuriated, not accepting press

sing ill fate, nor countenancing fatal injustice, 
refusing...

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We love our jails
They got it made
Three hots, a cot
And lots of shade
No need to work
Nothing to save
No need to bother
With pesky names

We love our caves 
So dark and cool
We know the score 
We know...

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Let us deport-- with skill--
Let us discourse--with care--
Powder exists in Charcoal--
Before it exists in Fire.        
            ...

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Sing me a song,
a song to keep us away from the cold;
The cold that falls like a screed,
And even took the breath,
In a white mist.

A song that we'll sing together,
Words that are woven,
All along the...

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Protean nucleic processes
  polemic yield
explosive diversification
  punctuated equilibrium
  Stephen J. Gould
  Paleontological hypothesis
  spawning sudden flora and fauna
  competed against diametrically opposed diatribe
  pairing diehard Religionists
  versus...

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Wisdom murmurs amid paucity of things—
seekers contemplative in cross-legged trance.  
Pondering vaguities pensive meditation brings—
to apprehend with nonchalance of glance. 

While to acolytes, such subtleties impinge— 
denied are those of stifled grasp. 
For in...

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