Long Stagger Poems

See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind and left
soft plumage in their wake. See how her eyes
are...

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Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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I was driving to Utah, because I had gotten a promotion;
And chose the scenic route, so as to put things in motion.

I had been traveling from Los Angeles, to Salt Lake City;
And the scenery along...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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Penny for your own thoughts                              ...

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I. a dark awakening

Shuddering awake feeling the freezing cold fingers still around my throat, struggling to catch my breath struggling to focus.

Finding my air. Shaking myself awake, shaking fragments of dreams from my mind, imagery...

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                           I
On the hill betwixt Carlisle and Deep Creek
...

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I had an old auntie called Mable
Who could drink men under the table
She’d tell folks of her gout
Sup up six pints of stout  -
then stagger to the loo when able!

11~23~16

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


My paternal...

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Wake up and rush for the toilet and say my prayers

 Stomach races trying to catch up to the bowels emptying anxious

Chemo the man said it takes a bit to get used to and I’ll...

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I remember that day
	a early spring day
cold snow melted away
	and grass turning green

long cold winter gone
	days of shivering cold
dormant brown grass lay not
	beneath crystal blanket cold

spring task was before
	needing to be done
in cool early morn
	before...

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Am never paving way ever again to tears,
Am standing tall to all these fears,
I have trembled enough,
Struggled enough,
Am never looking back again,
Nothing will take me back to that futon,
I have worked harder to slide back,
Embraced...

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Flings and wings and rings rejected…
 Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…
“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind”

Penciled lines drew cruel conclusions
mocking mirror’s cracked illusions…
Sometimes, in time, I hang awhile,...

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Gabriela Andersen-Schiess was a long-distance runner
Who ran a marathon in the heat of a Californian Summer
It was the Los Angeles Olympics in nineteen eighty-four
You might remember it well and the crowd's thunderous roar.

It was the...

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Victories In China
14th and 15th Nov 2015 are days for avid badminton fans the world over to remember,
Somewhere over there in Fuchou, who cares where exactly that is there in China.

All that matters to die...

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I run from memories, stained in enough felony
After a failed choreography to budge up new colony
To annul life, yet live the same life pieces harmony
Quick succession of bolding and evanesce jeopardy 
In confusion.

Constantly nudged, freely...

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THE BOOK OF HELL

     DAIMON HELLSTROM
[NB. This poem is the confession made by the biological son of the devil satan,SALAZAR, in
a court session in heaven. This is a confession he made...

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Both feet on the floor, 
Its’ 6am and once again I’m rushing out my door. 
Dressed in a hurry, showered and shaved,
My mind is cloudy, its’ still in a haze.
I rub the crust from the...

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I walk the roads of countryside
To get back home at night
I keep my feet on well worn path
The full moon is my light

I move along with hurried pace
My heart beats like a drum
A fear inside...

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The town that I was born in was a small and ‘one horse’ place,
where no one held a secret and we knew each other’s face.
Nothing seemed to ever change but then we seen the myth...

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we gather together, a hundred or so
stetching, warming cold muscles, just waiting to go

nervous anticipation, just wanting to start,
we collect our numbers, have a piss, have a fart

as our tummies stir with butterflies and angst
we...

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But the lover he knew this would not be enough
In such games as romance the going will get rough
And his youth had not abandoned him yet
Such failures monumental he would not so soon forget
And all...

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startled to sudden wakefulness
by the sudden lurch of the ship,
fear rose in my soul
cold, damp hull next to my berth,
I'd give 10 years of my life
to have my feet on solid earth

dark, quiet inboard
only the...

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Down I go.
On the paths of sheol again.
The rewards of death; my hands regain.
The wheels of the plow of righteousness; i forgot to maintain.

Being led into the desert,
I stagger like one under the influence.
All the...

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5.
is it true love 
or i do take it granted 
that i’m in love 

or i do love to think 
that i’m loving 

and there is 
neither any welcome address 
nor any opening song 
in...

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I think perhaps
The heart of a child really is
Heart shaped...

Like those on valentine cards,
Delicate and soft with seed pearls
dainty lace and fancy glittered
Ribbons, spilling over like happiness.

Yes, heart shaped,
You can tell by the sound of...

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