Long Tediously Poems

Nucleotidings
by Michael R. Burch

“We will walk taller!” said Gupta,
sorta abrupta,
hand-in-hand with his mom,
eyeing the A-bomb.

“Who needs a mahatma
in the aftermath of NAFTA?
Now, that was a disaster,”
cried glib Punjab.

“After Y2k,
time will spin out of control anyway,”
flamed...

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It has occurred to me that as I grow older and use my life experiences more, everything means more than it did before. So, here I am, at the end of another year soliloquizing about...

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My OldSchool patriarchal Pentateuch
precedes our polycultural HolyNew Paraclete.

This Pentateuch
begins with the beginning
of theo-TribalEgo cultural correlations;
Genesis begets Exodus,
the ChosenTribe's emigration
into sacred Promised Land

Of special transparency
and divine vulnerability
for a religious Priesthood
found in Leviticus.

Levite Priests
Jesus recognized
and dismembered as...

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RAINDROPS OF IMMORTALITY

Smiles were stolen from me long time ago
Days gone gray as storms rush to play: my...
They drain. Fervently, I called to the Heavens 
but it seems no one there. No one there!

I lullaby...

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Some place somewhere,in nowhere
Oh! come dearly wind,come to the place and everywhere
Were it not bad of you to bend and bypass us in your haste
Eternal it would be-had love been bethrothe'
To the valley,slummed with valour...

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When playtime was over my tiny hands tediously picked up Tyco toys, a fistful of three at a time. "Atta girl," my dad would encourage. This daunting task was heroically spared when his master hands...

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"Pack the chairs,no souls will be entertained here",
Politics is stealing the future of scholars,
The faith is rather picking blemishes from religious pillars,
Can't make it plain to them of my changed mind,
Grew up along the coast,
Education...

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What grows healthy next
for PositivEnergy Democracy,
dearest,
in your humble
not so LeftBrain dominant
NegativEnergy Supremacy
opinion?

EcoSchools for secularLeft-sacredRight education
teaching and listening
to non-violent communication
restoring healthy climates
empowering slow-grow transportation
systems going from WinLose
toward WinWin.

That sounds too active ego/eco-conscious discerning
perennial organic design
than I've...

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I always knew I was going to be a man so great,
I saw it coming but I didn’t know It was going to be this late,
I put in a lot of effort and ran tediously...

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A Woman’s Wake up Call 

So many regrets,
I wish to send, 
a mend, 
a fix or change.
Numerous decisions,
Not yet set,
Only just rearranged. 

A life time of broken hearts, 
Now presently one.
Preheating each mistake,
I’m left to...

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Absolute is her adorable attitude,
blessed and bestowed with a burning benignity,
city girl caught within life’s calamitousness,
darling to all that dare dote upon her. Naked!

Economize, be efficient, enthuse she must,
Fight! For her felicity. Feel! For those...

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The Poet’s Method

Seducing the world with his knack of chosen words that are spoken by
     intellectuals of his time to spread his message to the world
Inspiring the world with his knowledge...

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Unwise friend, you ask me questions
that even I cannot answer...
is any rose, without torns, ever
going to survive a harsh winter?
And is a flower withered by its own vitality,
or is a healthy and strong body
ever seeking...

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My eyes, alabaster white, my time like an Alchemist straight,
The soul scented slightly like a floating flower,
Organza – give us a touch, pin it on the heart
Even if it is meaningless, throw a dart!
Tediously enveloped,...

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My eyes, alabaster white, my time like an Alchemist straight,
The soul scented slightly like a floating flower,
Organza – give us a touch, pin it on the heart
Even if it is meaningless, throw a dart!
Tediously enveloped,...

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Oxymoron of the day: Politically Correct

“Hi, I’m Carl Palmer and I approve of this poem.”


The Informed Voter

Donald Trump called, knew my name,
called me Carl, left a message, I wasn’t home.
Hillary Clinton called, knew my name,...

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As I listen to the lark’s surreal melody to her mate.
I wonder does she ever feel there’s too much on her plate?

Ever beside him juggling, tediously feathering the nest,
in her discomfort struggling, incubating without rest....

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Nightly the familiar march,
sunset suffused with dawn.
Crushed the moments in between.
Neither praised nor cursed but
merely lost amid their myriad kin
and dreadfully forgotten.

Misplaced lives amid unreckoned days—
for sale by merchants of expired skill
who barter time and...

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A hundred times too many,
I'd done it before.
Only thing is that :
I couldn't take any more.
I was always told that ,
"Pride comes before the fall."
I couldn't even go on .
Let alone stand tall so I...

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It comes to us all this thing called age
insidiously creeping up over the decades
surprisingly catching us unaware 
we all know it is coming,  its just when?

When do we realise our joints are stiff
and that...

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Words expressed directly action intense
Alphabet sudden numerous transmit combination
Occasion conscious verb too Communication
Tediously enhance romantically atmosphere
Lasting event Artistic monseigneur extremely
A poem, engage elements monopolizing routine
Conceived prevailing attitude prelate
Or Communication seem translucent establish
An French treatise geologic...

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SUPERLATIVES

S  uperlative sentiments subliminally stupefy- salubrious solitude

U  niquiviocal uproariously unconventional, uninhibited, unabashed

P  reposterously pedantic, precarious pandemics, perilous pandemonium 

E  uphoria exemplified, exquisitely exorbitant – eloquently enthralled

R  eiterated relentlessly, radically rambunctious--ruthless...

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On the flower petals of the blooming faces,
flutter the patina of chromatic luscious lips,
gracefully painted with alluring shades of lipstick,
the attraction amplified by the dazzling smile. 

In the women’s winsome world of enticement
many things stay...

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Standing under the sun and looking into the days
Blood is boiling in my veins as time quietly sways
Catching the breeze blown with fresh, grassy smell 
Grinding the past, as the clouds treacherously stay

You sat inside...

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Bitterness

She secluded in her room to relish her ritual
A bracing cup of tea she concocted with the little available
Emitted an audible sigh routinely abysmal
Sank into elongate meditation,nothing abnormal

The ethical doddering lady had long been achingly...

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