Long Teat Poems

Limericks II - Nature Poems and Animal Poems

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot!"



Clyde Lied!
by...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And never ever lock it

But still so many struggled
To buy food...

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See, I've been wallowing in it for far too long
knee deep sunk in it even at times 
eyes too marred by melancholy to see the way out 
even as I gave in to the allure...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out
Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly 
Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence 
I still feel a little tug through my bell...

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"The Boadicea Blood Cup"


Didst thou think? Didst thou?
Didst thou think, at all?
That thou would remain untouched, unchecked, unscathed
Safely locked up away from mine wrath and thee, thy self-made grave?
Imprisoned in your Dark Lost Woods of...

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Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a skill too free 
up my sleeve capability
I'll gift to me...

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this culinary humble verboten pie eating older mwm 
   in sore want of coital aid
with no intent to rile nor up braid
certainly not prompt ye to call military enfilade
nor cause nerves to get...

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The Lion that Took Revenge

There once was a lion named Lou,
Who got caught and stuffed into a zoo.
From his eyes there would always trickle a tear,
When he remembers the catching of himself that year.

Long years...

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.     The orange and gold leaves are falling, days are shortening, a little more 
everyday. 
The chill in the air and brisk wind tells us to prepare for the cold. Daddy...

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I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha...
of new year's eve,
yet yours truly does consider
at least one singular plum me facet by Jeeve
er...Robert (or Rabbie) Burns,
a profoundly poignant poem, he did conceive.

Anyway, this wordsmith fascinated
by...

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Was my life just a wish
I hid between the pages of survival

And even though the Universal source of all
Granted me this gift

This singular precious life
Did I search instead to be the worthiness of heaven

Did I...

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Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man-child stop asking why,
stop searching for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence?

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a...

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I was born in the year 2423,
gestated in an artificial womb successfully
I drank the nutri-milk
from the dangling nubs on the synthetic tendril teat
I ate the petri-flesh
from the germ-free, sterile laboratory grown meat
My mother and father...

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Prior to pulled pins of broken promise and bartered bullets of pretentious plight,
We the people are forced to feed from the teat of foolish plans, scribed by ghoulish hands, feeding mulish might to the tip...

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Seconds to go.
I am locked away, set aside.
Throat opens, body twists.
Face distorts, voice roughens.

The tangle man wakes up.
He is twelve, seventy, eighty.
Sick and lame. 
Trembling and tight.

Blank eyes peruse him.
There will be tears, mania and...

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Plastic Vodka



Cheap vodka from a plastic bottle
Burns my throat
Stops the pounding in my heart beat
Slack dream the heady wishings
Of a million burning kisses
Stammers on a single glass rim
Ah… why should we be apart

And the air...

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Some people believe in taking it to their Lord in prayer 
I on the other hand believe in tipping it into the seas in tears 
I rain all my sorrows and joys in equal measure,...

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Drowning 
 
Cold creation has bequeathed him progress
Useless and torn from his children
A mockery becomes less than human
 
Casual use his habitual life buoy
Disconnection from his own culture
Less than a man in his borrowed suit
...

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The air is heavy like a dirty woolen blanket
each colorful strand pulled through the warp.
Horns blare and traffic skids and screeches
as unborn accidents are aborted 
by fancy-pants cops.

The city slickers in their posh clothes
zip along...

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April is the month Persephone comes back 
from Tartarus, crossing the river of death, Styx, 
with her stillborn child in her breast. The river she crosses with 
her child though flows while carrying the empty...

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Wooing,  My LOVE
Chateau-Briand, with homemade sauce Bernaise
Pancake cottage fries, al dente cauliflower Polonaise
1971 bottle of Pouilly-Fuisse on ice, already Chilled
The Love of my Life, Barbara; with Love my Heart: Filled
The Centre piece is Roses...

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Zeus mythical bastard son of Aesop wives tales
Y-chromosomes missing their synthetic teat surrogacy
Xanthium baby mamas getting the cash subsidy breed
Wisdom being parceled for fine print lab resale
Vector the hidden message unto the teeming masses
Upload the...

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The Odour of Excess.

Sitting together,
smiling benignly,

sipping coffee,
flaked with 24-carat gold-leaf shavings,

their empty souls,
always on the prowl,

to sate,
the latest cravings.

"sell all your jewellery, and give to the poor",
revolutionary words, uttered by His son,
Jesus of Nazareth.

Well, we...

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Tap into the art of the unknown magick , unknown by vocabulary unable to bridge a connection 
Lost like trickles of water in the cracks of the next dimension
 Gaping black hole sucking life 
Through...

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