Long Swoons Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles and Squeaks,
Moo! Quack! Giggles tumble and bump.
Flaps flapping, bright colors...

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As the life of the day nears its last breath,
With a glow of crimson, forewarning its death,
Upon its cresting, the reflection, daunting,
The sea sets free a beauty, haunting
The depths of its treasures of unknown span,
The...

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"Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting." Robert Frost 


 
"Bees Under Milk Wood : A Spell"



Spider Web glistens wet 
in the spoilt lies of...

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Before human languaged time and cultural memory,
SunGod radiated EarthGoddess Gaia
"Let's partner to plant a life-giving network."

"Not a bad-good idea!" smiled Earth reflectively,
synergetically and photosynthetically,
regeneratively speaking.

"Yes, and 
an ultimately GREAT mutual-mentoring redemptive concept, 
too!"
ruled YangSun,
listing left...

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Mythology Revealed:
Endymion was a mortal man, perhaps a shepherd, 
who had a countenance of sheer beauty. He was fond 
of the mystic moon and her aura of light. This was a 
love affair between a...

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The soldier, he looked down at me
While I protested vociferously.
He seemed to be but twenty-five
An age that weathered eyes belied.
And as I turned to walk away,
I heard the soldier up and say:

“It seems that you...

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Consciousness seeps,
the air moves.
Quickly reach!
Break forth from your tomb.
Visability blurred as my head swoons.
Instincts react! Frozen in place my eyes  roam.
What was that?!  I am not alone.
Instincts react!   Quickly I'm gone.
Hidden...

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HUNGARIAN RHAPSODY

Her hand’s swan-like dance,
ivory shadow puppets
romance. Hungarian rhapsody.

The musician sans existence
as emotive fingers move
imaginary marionettes
with splendiferous precision.

Drama drops onto piano keys
occasionally taking a gentle stroll
then in sensuous sway, sashaying
like an exotic dancer. The musician

plucks...

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She feels the sun's heat despite sitting in shadows 

Feeling heart beats as loud as drums - and the drums weren't just beats.

They were clocks ticking down to zero, waiting to explode - 

Tears as...

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 We Danced  written by Poet John Heck

I penned a couplet for you today.
Rather, a quill manipulated
my hand and scrawled mendacity.
The misanthrope's who read the ode
applauded with flippers on.

Such insight. Such depth.

Mussolini meets Monet...

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by Michaelw1two

 Worrisome ways is hunger’s wile,
 the body swoons as in the pot water boils;
 the idea stirs, steam fills the air,
 alas alone, in the water’s rip hunger rides;
 a pinch of salt,...

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(A Thank You To God)

1.
God!
I love this life so much,
How your creation turns me ON,
I wake up singing the joy of each new day,
Even as my body aches with age.
The gift of every morning’s light,
And...

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The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
 
(for Leslie Mellichamp, the late editor of The Lyric,
who was a friend and mentor to many poets, and
a fine poet in his own right)
 
The stars were always there,...

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Celtic Sun
Celtic sun, one such wonder, 
Sending her rays unto the woods, 
Celtic sun spun her golden silk, 
Oh, such beauty on kiln dried land. 

In this mystic cool Spring air, 
Soft wind blowing everywhere,...

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Here is a short list of life's many stories. If we take the time and slow down and notice, there are stories going on around us all the time. Stories of life, death, happiness, anger,...

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Blue Iris, 
Grimoire gondolas steal unbound human yawns,
Each Charon poised with sallow spear along the River:
Austere laughter of headless boughs 
sipping grave-scented spiritual kisses.

Gruel to Drinking Fear you do coerce,
Till evil flees the dawn within...

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Red checkered carpet and mahogany wood dominate
Guinness, beer and wine stand politely 
Reflective 
The eclectic gathering of minds and smiles
Litter the room as left over christmas baubles 
While one voice swoons across the ceiling to...

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Sorry, I no more seek your suns
Nor moons
Yes, your suns I loved very much

Your passionate sun
Around which my planets would run
Your cool moons
Shedding long leaves
On my glistening lagoon
I remember
All my swoons
From wine in your spoon...

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Music echoes through the halls,
climbing stairs, and gilded walls.
Our lovely lass discreetly swoons. 
With longing eyes, she scans the room.

Young ladies dressed, in gowns, divine,
are coifed, and rouged and powdered fine.
Their dancing partners, starched, refined,
drink...

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murders rise on nights like these
                   crows - in bushels cross   
and stitch the horizon...

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Written: February 16, 2024

"Be not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor rambling in thought".
Quote by Marcus Aurelius
                ...

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I penned a couplet for you today.
Rather, a quill manipulated
my hand and scrawled mendacity.
The misanthrope's who read the ode
applauded with flippers on.

Such insight. Such depth.

Mussolini meets Monet and
the Mephistopheles Mambo mounts.
Call me a scribe and...

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She is young and free, and most of her love lies in front of her
As the dawning twilight holds one breathless air under misted whispers 

A sight she often looks beyond the vast land that...

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She is young and free, and most of her love lies in front of her
As the dawning twilight holds one breathless air under misted whispers 

A sight she often looks beyond the vast land that...

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Your words took my breath away,
As I read them.
Knowing they reflect your love,
What is in your heart,
As if you reached deep into your soul,
Bringing out your deepest feelings toward the only one,
The one that holds...

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