Long Songwriter Poems

I feel much like trash
When I’m not earning cash
Can’t you see I’m working hard, Lord?
According to Your will, according to Your accord
I feel like I’m worthless
When I’m unable to clean up my mess
Can’t you see...

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God bless those who are the readers of these words
Well God bless the people that read these verses or In this passage our truth be told from my experience
 these are the facts and the...

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1. Fields of much promise, but no grass and no soil
the world not so round getting flat and shapeless
necks stretched for faces to look up to heaven
and arms open for a new salvation song.
But God...

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While daydreaming about timepiece inventors...
as the figurative curtain closes on 2022

How arbitrary the assignment
of seconds, minutes, hours,
days, months, years...
to the passage of time,
and I would be hard pressed
to differentiate one moment
from the next without the...

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A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on alert,
a barefoot country kid, that's me,
a runner on trails made...

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"Tears, grief, memories and tributes of respect. "

                          ...

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Tonight I heard a terminally cancered 
yet not cancelled
singer songwriter say
"I can't wait for life to not be hard
before choosing to be happy."

She spoke well from her own experience
and I remain moved,
but also curiously confused
about...

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{Verse 1} 
Starting a war with myself, you're the giant and I'm the elf
Scattered like mini shards of mirrors 
Can't help but say - keep your arrogant comments to yourself 
Stop pointing out my every...

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Verse 1  
All is very true according to
Enjoy you God and all you provide
I thank you God for my life, my life

Chorus:
Maybe I will write a lyric, that will encourage the masses
Maybe I will...

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If I were a songwriter in the 1867 I've would have written this old      
               ...

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It’s Sunday afternoon and several of us, Leong, Sunny, Anna, Lisa and her new BF Dave (well, he isn’t ‘new,’ he’s 26) and I are watching an NFL football game. The Eagles vs the Jets.

There’s...

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Eric Clapton (born March 30, 1945, in Ripley, Surrey, England)
British guitarist who influenced rock.
Later became a famous singer-songwriter.
Clapton was born to a teen mom and a Canadian WWII soldier in England.
His grandparents mostly raised him.
He...

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Where have all the John's gone ?
they all been murdered by the ones
Who have the right to bear arms
It was 1963 and I was walking home from school going home for lunch
While in Texas something...

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Der Abschied (“The Parting”)
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

We embrace;
my fingers trace
rich cloth
while yours encounter only moth-
eaten fabric.
A quick hug:
you were invited to the gay soiree
while the minions of the "law" relentlessly pursue...

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Outside the gladiator's window, outside in the growing gloom of night,

The nearby volcano is almost invisible, only smolders silently now.

Inside his room, he can almost tangibly feel the darkness gathering about him,

Can almost tangibly feel...

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The first thing I remember hearing 
Was a car radio with a country song playing
A man singing while my mom was steering 
A song about heartache and pain
That’s the day the good boy in me...

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Sappho, fragment 118
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Sing, my sacred tortoiseshell lyre;
come, let my words
accompany your voice.

"Quoted by Hermogenes and Eustathius. Sappho is apparently addressing her lyre. The legend is that Hermes made the first...

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Die Bücherverbrennung ("The Burning of the Books")
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the unlawful books to be burned,
teams of dull oxen hauled huge cartloads to the bonfires.

Then a banished writer, one...

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Life is living and to really live it, love it !

Life is a state of mind. It is there for the taking, man trying to master his own 
universe, choosing his own path and following...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia feathers
tease those 
jingling breezes, 
infusing breaths
in every lifeless aroma;
where I...

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Whatever happened with Bob Dylan and the Nobel Prize?
I remember it vaguely, for I was sailing afar
There was no response when the announcement was made
Just silence, with the door left ajar

Bob won the Prize in...

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You are my life and in that I believe
	Always my love will be only for you

			Flattering though that sounds I must confess
			My first love is chocolate - sad but true

	Sensual visions to capture the feel
	Bringing...

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"If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, 
extraordinary things begin to happen."
~Loretta Girzartis        ...

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Amazing Grace A Sparrow Died Today An Angel Unfolded Their Wings Sings   Aretha Louise Franklin  

A sparrow died today
An angel unfolded their wings
Break it to me gently young, gifted and black
She began her...

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Escape the tort of our avarice world
Defy the ones who shift the blame
Deter the decadence forgetting shame
Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes
Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind
Search harder and then you'll...

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