Long Studiously Poems

Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image of God;
may the reflections she sees in those curious mirrors
always...

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Children's Poems VII

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



Sailing to My Grandfather, for George Hurt
by Michael R. Burch

This distance between us
—this vast sea
of...

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Lately i have been studiously going
over and delving into John Lennon's 
back catalogue of work

And what I learned and took from it
from it is this

It seems as if he really suffered for his
art what came...

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This free verse was written from an agnostic point of view 
so may appear biased, against organised religions
I assure you this is not my intention, and it is simply a poem 
For the record, I...

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"Diversity is to Unity
as Strength is to Power"
said Speaker Pelosi

To democratic LeftBrain economic Identity
investing a self-assured shout-out
to RightBrain's ecosystemic political Integrity,
silent 
when most interactively stunning.

Meanwhile
cacophonous money
overflows an overpowering partisan swamp
while climate health feminists
popcorn-style erupt
into MeToo...

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the following quite quirky epistle may not exhibit the ordinary characteristics of poetry, but i decided to share this self made challenge (where every word begins with the letter "S" - no explanation can be...

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THE CRYSTAL PALACE


The gods awoke, as they occasionally do,                 
and found Fred Cross in multitudes, alone.   ...

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Jesus, I saw you hanging there alone
Like truth that needs neither props nor supports
Deserted by your studiously chosen apostles and
Disowned by Peter, James and his brother, the approved inner circle

Jesus, I saw you hanging on...

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All one can do is sit silent and smile when knowing that most 
Everything is aligned and lying within the bed of, insane...
They say, the studious that is that, the crazy do not know ?
Bang...

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I‘d been staying with pa - my folks got a divorce
and pa took me to the local greyhound course 
Pa’s greyhound was running, he runs very fast
He’s called Pterodactyl, pa’s dog never comes last!

I stayed...

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i saw the devil as doubt and my mind relaxed and recoiled at the thought eyes studiously staring at each flaw finding reason to turn away realizing that all along it was an illusion that...

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Unclimbed Stairways
              by Odin Roark

At the base of the stairs
He lay on his back
Upon his chest
He propped his hero

Peering up through GI...

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Zolpidem kept me late, the library had been open for hours.
Young children studiously ran amok 
from one poster plastered aisle to another.

I have this thing about female librarians.
I had hoped to have grown out of...

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I know, not, what I have done 
singing songs, joyfully created 
did they physically fund
more cognitive understanding 
or less inner and outer reality
did the dancing of others 
make for sinful, carnal, flesh 
to studiously make...

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9/22/2023

      Just like the lake of melting wax, on a candle gives off light,
      Life is not about championing the selfish, golden  prize!
 ...

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Did you flirt with Kant, perhaps Aristotle? While you scrutinized Metaphysics, Scholasticism, Augustinianism? Did you look  into the constellation of Taurus as you studiously calculated a parallel universe? Did you walk in the theory...

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"The Vagaries"

You could go all Zen over Me,
I’d listen studiously, then, spit it out 
like cherry seeds for integration

the flesh of it all,
"The Past", savoured;
"The Future",

for lame time-wasting 
poetic rebels pretending
to be connoisseurs, parlaying -

"The...

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Anything For YOU

I poetized your name on the sky with my blood as the ink
I kept my eyes frozen to admire the beauty of your eye blink
I summoned Sakura flowers on the pavements beneath your...

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They entered my mind at four a.m.
An hour past their usual witching hour.
Adjectives arrived first.
Dashing, sparkly, dimpled, dynamic, melodious, mercurial.

By five I have created six poems.
Adverbs are still dancing in my head
Begging for poem numbers...

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Novelists and Nobodies

Ah, now this my domain, the library
Where cultures collide.

Men of leisure reeking from their latest dumpster dive
mingling with men in leisure suits studiously swimming in their work.

And me, in my disguise?
I'm hidden between...

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