Long Sebastian Poems

The First Thanksgiving (Sept. 3, 1578)

The shortest distance to Cathay 1
(Land of riches: silks, teas and spices)
Lay to the north to the South Sea. 2
Didn’t Barlow tell the King, 3
Was reserved for England.

The routes ‘round...

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Sebastian looked at the moon, the source of his inspiration. When the Moon appeared in its silvery glory, he was profoundly moved to write. Sadly he could only write during a full moon. This was...

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I lay awake in that dark hour and was reflecting on my life
From all the travelling I had done to the breakup with my wife
I was an architectural painter and was very successful too
And after...

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Sebastian is gone
The spirit of Alexandra is still there
Her haunting aroma of lavender
Still lingers through the dark silent rooms

The couple did not know
what they were in for
when they rented 
the old apartment

Sharon noticed first
Shadows that...

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"The gift I got was a lesson of life about gratitude, friendship, and more I was taught." Gratitude poem by Max Burchett

by Maxwell Sebastian Burchett


I once received a gift
Not much did it cost.
For me no...

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Sebastian 
Writer of romance
Oh how the women swoon
Opening wide to their lovers
Children named in his honor
Strong men beg for but a few of his words
They wish to be carried to bliss in their lovers arms

The...

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True love never dies it’s black and white in books
Love is not love that alters when  finds alteration
Love stories are fantasies giving joy to the world
Ideal love is an object set for lovers, for...

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True love never dies it’s black and white in books
Love is not love that alters when finds alteration
Love stories are fantasies giving joy to the world
Ideal love is an object set for lovers, for example
Lust...

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Once upon a time not that 
long ago. Lived a beautiful 
young lady named Princess.
Who lived in the inner city. 
Her eyes were hazel. And 
they changed with whatever 
she chose to ware. Her smile...

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"He was a refugee in his own country, my home too. How can that be?" Refugee poem by Max Burchett

by Max Sebastian Burchett

I met a man, homeless he said.
Home was wherever he stood.
He had no...

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There is a place so beautiful I'd love to see again.
My dream vacation started in Madrid, in central Spain.
How I long to stroll again down by Retiro Lake
and see El Prado art museum. Then for...

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It's the end of our era
It went by all too
Fast
I swore that I would stick with you, and 
That had been my plan
You held my heart just by the 
String,
You broke it oh-so-easily. So 
Before...

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It was a crisp day October 27th 1942 
that's when my pop set out for WW11
right after my grandmother Nona
gave birth to my dad orders arrived 
his job assignment was to protect the 
priest arch...

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There once was a bulldog named Champ 
Who loved to go up and down a ramp
Just for fun they built him one 
To stay fit he would go up it
They asked the tech 
“did you...

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Champ was there ready to go 
Feeling really defensive about this attack though 
Problem was the Canes were not there 
Did they not care? 
“I am glad I said no to the offer Sebastian made...

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Sonnet from Memories - Episode 5
Shadow dance of distortion fade in and out
Teasing to the fore then get wrested back
Manipulative psychic games with subconscious
Like the sun rays flitting behind clouds of black

Memories of her's succumb...

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Mom, Grandma, Nancy, Stephen, June
Laughing, talking, cooking past noon

Clean, fresh vanilla candle smell
Messy house means all is well

Christopher, David, Penny, Jan
My dog Short Stack; my biggest fan

Sweet caramel Hershey kiss
Sour lemon Lipton iced tea; Brisk

Melanie,...

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A CLANDESTINE 18th CENTURY ROMANCE 

What is the real story of Valentine's Day?
The ancient Romans may also be responsible for the name of our modern day of love. Emperor Claudius II executed two men —...

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There was once a boy from a town in a city,

that always made my day of every minute.

We would always play hide and seek once

a week, and have conversations every day

and night, for his name...

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Congratulations!
You’ve won the night’s most honorary award
For saying that you felt the same,
And taking it back after just five days
Now look what you did, you made a little girl cry
You looked just like Prince Charming
Until...

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Put the pork-n-beans
in a big garbage can
Let the kiddies run wild
til lunchtime, 
then try to reign ‘em in
Make the little bed-wetting buggers
play White castle in the sand
Find out who clogged the shower drain
and stopped up...

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IN HONOR OF THE MAN WHO STARTED IT ALL
My Friend John 

The Day (of the Quote Wars)

The Day was gray with wisps of smoke, like fog upon the ground
The carnage lied in heaps piled high,...

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Sebastian Sebastian
Tell me what I want to hear
That night under the spotlight, I wanted more than just
A kind touch on the shoulder
More than just a word of praise
If we spoke a little longer, where would...

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“Shining brillering?”

(1)
Shining brillering as the sunferms fled,
And all the flibbly wibblys were dead.
The phileous metmats were duperful,
Same was with the kallish oxbull. 

(2)
Maybe the fabuful hunhun rats thought,
As they were knardly taught,
That flobbly mavetures were...

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THE SAN SEBASTIAN SUN

It was on a beach somewhere in San Sebastian
When the sun sought supremacy over the sky
Storm clouds didn’t stand a chance
And, per chance, we came to realize
That the same thing that keeps...

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