Long Sir thomas more Poems

“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge...

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1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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“Whoso List to Hunt” is a famous early English sonnet written by Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-1542) in the mid-16th century. 

Whoever Longs to Hunt
by Sir Thomas Wyatt
loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch

Whoever longs to hunt,...

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Proem

After Sir Thomas recovered the Spear of Destiny and returned it to the Pope at the Vatican in Rome, he remained there for several months serving His Excellency, attending meetings, and recovering from several minor...

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Dear Sir Thomas:

Angels 
never fly 
too far away.
Cherubs
are 
pious messengers 
cloaked in 
ribbed-serpentine
streamers;
bathing 
themselves
in a bemused 
shower
of rainbow-lit
banderoles.

Stifled 
in an unseen
internal silence -
a clandestine court 
of guardians;
our private angels,
unassumingly,
fold their 
winged extremities
and gloriously 
chant messianic
chorales...

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Mr. William D. Vulture, went up to the podium, and asked “Who would like to be our first 
speaker, for today’s meeting”.  Someone, somewhere in the audience raised his hand and 
said “I will”....

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Robin Hood, man in tights
Julius Caesar, might makes right
Alexander, called "the Great"
Sitting Bull, righteous hate
Robert the Bruce, Attila the Hun
Charlemagne, Napoleon

Hear the call of the alpha male!
Warriors leave a bloody trail.

George Washington, man on the...

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WASTED WORDS


Lounging near sleep and lingering time
are Eliot, Dylan and I.
We discuss preposterously shaped women
and laugh ‘til our heads roll down
the stairs and onto the crumpled street,
past the sordid cafes and triple-X store
to the busy...

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(Just for fun, folks - and a nod to Old English)

Wat?!?

No jovial banter? No easy give-and-take of rivalry? Naught there be a good-natur'd ribbing between courteous competitors? Nay a rusty-edg'd petulance on propriety's behalf? No...

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Wat?!?

No jovial banter? No easy give-and-take of rivalry? Naught there be a good-natur'd ribbing between courteous competitors? Nay a rusty-edg'd petulance on propriety's behalf? No acrimonious innuendo f'r the sake of the game? Nay there...

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"50 Words for Poe: Rouge"



Rouge, sweet stains
the bleeding mouth of the brain
Green poison from 
the tongue of envy a postal note from Hell

Rouge makes a bed
with an enemy
Knife slices the insipid pale
in the bucket lies...

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The good doctor as MLJ was better known
trained and qualified as a Medical Doctor
membership of Royal College of Physicians
Sir Thomas Howdens assistant now did see

God for two years drew him out
to be a preacher of...

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After years of thorough research
Total secret from Christian Church
Friends and family have no idea
I invented a perfect panacea

Crafted malleable Time Machine
No one on Earth could have foreseen
Anneal and temper machine was built
To facilitate life --...

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Make your way through the parlous fog and place your trust in God,
As heather, moss and bracken fern embrace the peaty sod. 
Take the fork at the Roman road that seems the wilder choice,
Then wander...

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World War II vet, aged one hundred,
once risked his life for his mother land.
His country in a Covid war,
he once again lent them a hand.

Once youthful legs now needing aid
of walkers, this Thomas Moore did...

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