Long Spender Poems

Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If we strip away all the accouterments of war,
perhaps we'll discover...

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Poems about Poems (I)



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
~~~underwater~~~
watching the shoreline blur
sees through his breath’s weightless bubbles...
Both worlds grow obscure.



Muse/Goddess
by Michael R. Burch

“What will you conceive in...

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The Making of a Poet
by Michael R. Burch

While I don’t consider “Poetry” to be my best poem—I wrote the first version in my teens—it’s a poem that holds special meaning for me; I call it...

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State of the Art (II)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer 
~~~~underwater~~~~
watching the shoreline...

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Poems about Poets I


The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch

for Leslie Mellichamp

The stars were always there, too-bright cliches:
scintillant truths the jaded world outgrew
as baffled poets winged keyed kites—amazed,
in dream of shocks that suddenly came true ...

but...

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The Mojo Trick
Loch David Crane
June 1979

Sweat-sticky and hot! The P. I. is not
	a comfortable place to be;
but sit here and perspire (as though by the fire)
	and I'll tell a tale to thee.

I was coming alive...

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A SONG AGO

Our cousin filled a flash drive with songs
From the Fifties to date,
I would like to share some, beginning with the late,
Mr. Frank Sinatra, Frankie boy,
Still my favourite, to listen to, such joy!
‘I did...

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The world is a clown looking at you up and down
The world is a clown; the plane is about to touchdown
Madness in the East, madness in the west
And the north and the south are gallivanting...

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“Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion;                 what’s in a name?” –Helen Hunt Jackson....

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He rushed in the office with his bag in one hand, and coffee in the other hand; steam is shooting from his coffee cup, and he has eaten more than a dozen doughnut.

 What on...

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Never-ending aftershocks of yesterday’s tomorrow has settled in my mind’s eye…there’s so much out there to look forward to…I’d rather not die, but indeed, I must live to see the light of day take wing...

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The Life we now live seems but a deceitful drain
Rules abound that keep us all in chains
When will our saviour show us 
We are in his favour

Blessed are the rich for they can afford the...

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September 12th, 2019...12:00 p.m.
inspection/ emission finally possible
but...hopes dashed to smithereens

August thirty first
two thousand nineteen shortly past,
no matter 2009 Hyundai Sonata at long last
scheduled with ample funds
checking account blitzed

now back home 
(Highland Manor apartments)
absolute zero money...

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Without knowing your gender...,

(nevertheless ex post facto still flattered
genuine heartfelt kinship mattered,
hence the reasonable rhyme 
across the webbed wide world 
I subsequently scattered).

Linkedin to the previous poem,
(similarly written scant few years ago.

I also codified, glorified,...

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WHO AM I WHAT AM I

Who am i, what am i, whats my place
Who is my GOD am i important
does being black mean am inferior...
am i any less a mortal..
does being black determine
whats between my...

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Taking their leave the Black Crime 
Syndicate top raking members wanted to
know what Malik and Jade was talking 
about.  "Just stay in y'all lane and let
me and Jade handle things" getting into 
his car...

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Without Knowing Your Gender...,
(nonetheless ex post facto still flattered)

Bhutan names defy affiliating,
determining, identifying... gender,
and what a faux pas this dada admits,
when a blessed high school
student did league gully tender

benighted, gifted, ordained yours truly
with sobriquet "Guru"
alluded...

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This is a message to children who lack sincerity in school. Hard work always gives easy success. Whatever hardwork we do during our school days, decides our future for entire life. Its not only about...

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(Thy lovely lasses unwittingly 
unstintingly unexpectedly 
taught me selflessness)

Every Holiday time each year, 
a rocketing increase asper
doling out Uriah Heap ping 
largesse imposed upon each
citizen banker (coerced, forced, 

induced to buy baubles,
bibelot, curios, et cetera...

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 1907, Saw the begining of forthcoming,Glasgow`s Sir.Willam Arroleco`s company 
were credited, structural errecting of twas to be,Middlesbrough`s emblem,The 
Transporter Bridge.Replacing the steam ferry,shuttling The River Tees.

Opening ceremony being October 17, 1911. Prince Arthur of...

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as a GMO gluten 
   and monosodium allow
wing glutinate free 
   NON SPORTS fan, holy cow
a gentle fear shakes, rocks, 
   and trembles thru every dDhow

ting fiber of me...

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Caveat
by Michael R. Burch

If only we were not so eloquent,
we might sing, and only sing, not to impress,
but only to enjoy, to be enjoyed.

We might inundate the earth with thankfulness
for light, although it dies, and...

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A man sinks his breath deep into a saxophone 
He fills a smoky room with its tenor tone
All the clichés are here 
From the femme fatale to the trodden tramp
The atmosphere borders on camp ...

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What turns me on
I get up in the morning just to watch the sunrise.
I look at all the beauty, but I cannot surmise.
The colours spreading round the sky,
 the light begins to grow,
From the great...

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After an age, I found myself in her presence, 
Struck again by her simplicity, her very essence. 
A mathematician, now on a spiritual path, 
Her life, a testament to a transformative start.
A practical spender, a...

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