Long Shamefully Poems

“I am NOT like my father!!!
You say that again, I’m going to kill you!”

I shrivel up in shame
For, I am not to blame
For the shenanigans you put me through so many times
Sometimes, I wish I...

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Wovoka in the Feverland

In the Dying-Grass Moon came another winter to claim the old and sick.
This was when the first messengers came
To the desolation known as Pine Ridge.
They came riding in at the end of...

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Crystal light in the sky is in your eyes
I want to fly into your warm arms, no lies
Having the time of my life, of my life,
Admiring the daylight with no strife
So many colors vibrate in...

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Let your skeletons out of the closet and let them dance with mine, the way that our bodies once moved together in an unspoken of time
I am one of these skeletons, maybe your biggest one...

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My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic
unconditional acceptance and respect
crafted with the following words 
mostly written January 23rd, 2023,
cuz I, (a...

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Nascent poetic tribute to black history month...
crafted before onset when people of color  
got acknowledged for twenty eight or nine days
depending if leap year occurred. 

Though I yam Caucasian,
rightful to honor most bitter
racist genocidal...

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Talk therapy
among braver angels
and curious devilish advocates,

Evolves natural contemplative thoughts
of healthy minds and bodies
felt sacredly neuro-systemic

Organic
dynamic systems
reconnecting sensory consciousness
and mindful sexual experience
with worldviews recombining
Liberal YangTruth and Conserving YintegralBeauty
in co-empathic compassion

Nonviolently hopeful
win/win bicameral intelligence
exploring why

And healthy...

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My nascent poetic tribute to black history month

more apropos and alternately titled: 
praise to thee people 
of variegated melanin color,
whose immense understated improvements
and enhancement of webbed wide world
worth more than paltry words
of yours truly can...

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All are walking to the courtyard the bell has tolled it’s time to start, they have all but arranged the wooden stakes they are just waiting to ignite the spark
Everyone stops and stares as I...

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Deliver my shattered soul – 
It has done more harm than good
I felt darkness take its toll
When I wore the abyss shirt with a hood…

Shadows dare to consume me
Darkness will disappear drastically
Crows get scared away...

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She's not yet a pre-teen.
She is Herself everyday. 
She has no idea that anyone could hate her 
or think she is bad. 
She loves how strong she is
 and shows off her muscles proudly.
She loves...

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Those diamonds - they shimmer anew
In your forest eyes...out of the blue...
Elegance and erosion collide in my cranium
Leaving me a missing, numb crumb, succumbing to the feeling of numb

From dust to ashes,
We see flashes
We see...

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I wander a mile along the darkened track 
trying to escape the tired night from breaking my back
a day that has already absorb a lot of anxiety
was ready to face the giant and filter this...

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He had brown hair and the most passionate eyes 

Is this Axel? 
I’m sure it is! 

I laughed although I was still in shock 

It was like a twisted merry go round 

Blurry and confusing...

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Feathers sparkled lustrous leaves
crowded in a blisterful branch
glazed pink lusted sprinkling waves
smothered a idyllic luxury
Blizzard armies of service
strategically polished in sparkling
sparkle polish 
for a whispered gloria 
held sacredly 
Born in lacy recklessness 
with scarlet lolita...

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These are English translations by of Latin poems written by the ancient Roman female poet Sulpicia.



V. Reproach for Indifference
by Sulpicia
translation by Michael R. Burch

Have you no kind thoughts for your girl, Cerinthus,
now that fever wilts...

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I don’t need that unnecessary love. 
A love of limited time based on moral and physical pretendence.

At that moment the feeling was so high much more like I took a glass of bear.
But the moment...

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Friend: He says I am a bad mother.
Me: What a mess.
Outcome: She feels broken, she’s falling down.
Hope: But she’s clenching her fists together now.

Friend (quiet and fearful): But what if he’s right?
Me: Tell him to...

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Have you ever  had, Dark Visions? I have,when I was seven or eight
I had a dream one night, That was a nightmare, so vivid and so frightful
fear so intense, I wet the bed. My...

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Were you even supposed to return here? 
It feels like you should be noticeably 
different, even if just slightly, improved—
a worm seeking escape from a hooked fate, 
its visible squirm an apology for not bringing...

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-For Justin Bordner’s contest


I long worshiped heartbreak,
From afar, often, though through the lenses, ceaselessly…
I drew ribbons in the midnight sky with the silken trinkets of sorrow
Riding in the dark with the sound of our silent...

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There seems to be silence within the serene night,
 yet those indoors have eternal cries of unspoken fright.
One man drowns in chocolate, shamefully eying his hips,
as the woman next door kisses the hundredth man’s lips....

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For tonight
celebrating 163 birthdays
among the three of me,
my husband,
and oldest son's May birthdays
within four days of each other

For tonight
unestranged,
and, if we each prefer,
for the remainder of our lives
more together,
less apart

We are here to understand
and express...

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Jesus is indeed the great story teller
on this occasion He told of a king
telling what heavens kingdom is like
the king gave a feast for his son to bring

Those who were invited but they didn't come
then...

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In old Jerusalem near cross and sepulcher
Transgressors and confessors searching for a cure
Weary Pilgrims assembled in this place ornate
Guilty, broken, sad, sickened, from life’s heavy weight

Here we remember how our sin once did molest
How selfish...

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