Long Trickled Poems

I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

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I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

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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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These are early poems of mine, written as a high school student in the 10th grade. 

as Time walked by
by Michael R. Burch

yesterday i dreamed of us again,
when
the air, like honey,
trickled through cushioning grasses,
softly flowing,...

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My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me, a sweet legacy.
       I...

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AFTER THE HIT ON MY LIFE MY LIFE CHANGED IN AN INSTANT A CICERO CAR BOMB IGNITED MY FACE IT WAS MEANT TO BLOW MY BRAINS OUT THROUGH MY EYE BALL GARGANO HAD EVER THING...

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We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when...

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Date: April  1,   2051

  air planes departed in flight
 1 hour and 15 minutes
Between them. The trip was 7 hours
And approximately 30 minutes in
Duration. The first plane touched down 
On the...

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Growing up in Chicago I always knew 
I would save lives from drugs and gun 
violence I just didn't know how perhaps 
it started at 13 I got off the elevator on 
my way to...

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Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling.
As her olive skin neatly curved fingers 
slid over an intermittently scratched carbon black handrail she...

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Their rending cries, when all is still, reecho in the moonlight;
They lie about in fitful slumber on the ground at noonlight,
Their virgin hair spread in the dust; for nothing really matters:
Who then will see their...

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“I need to be inside you” . . .

His voice echoed like the psalms in my mind
And I could not shake the feeling of dread—
The dread of leaving this Prison of Plot—
And the ensured surety...

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2012 Celtic 2013 Shamrock 2014 choir music ministry 2015 helping my son care for his wife during chemo finally 2016 welcoming my granddaughter six weeks old whose mother was battling cancer watching their brave battle...

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Written: January 22, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann

Quote: “In the dynamic world society which is the objective of the United Nations, all peoples must have equality and equal rights" By Ralph Bunche,
...

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Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got...

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No Roof For Reindeer

The celebrated sailing frog
from Montgomery County
went a courtin, or so the tale iz toad
to a grand ole mansion built around 1910,
and e'en 'pon
being razed ~2012 ah 
no foo fighting crash test dummy
(sea...

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If my rhymes rugged and clucking might be
As it would better fit to wretched hole
Above which are pointing all rocks to see,

I would express my concept as a whole
More clearly; but since I do not...

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THE NATURE OF THINGS

THE NATURE OF THINGS

Birds ATE Worms,
Worms tilled Soil,
Frogs ATE Flies,
Bees Made Honey,
Fish ATE Worms,
People ATE Fish,
Cats ATE Fish
Butterflies and bees
Pollinated.
Grass Grew, and the
Dandelions flew
al around' all around'
and Were Welcomed,
Life was simple back...

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"Drip, drip" said the mildew-stained stone cellar walls of St. Peter's cathedral,
Where a goblet of wine dripped into a priest dressed in robes violet and medieval.

Down into the crypts beneath the church's alter he had...

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It said "Listen now and listen well, you who looks upon what's mine:
The ground between the aureole round the ring of tree and vine.

You look upon a fairy ring and stand before it in this...

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The past is like a secret hole
It can make us cry and it can make us smile,
It can bring gentle thoughts or it can bring depression,
It can erase the stars from the sky
And it can...

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'Twas the night of that particular evening whose noon-tide bade wondrous twilights and whose moon suffused in its consummated prophecy. Men perched themselves around balefully dire fires and professed eerie tales to themselves in unsettling...

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In the embrace of the unseen moment, love bloomed humbly,
The cosmos writhes in ecstasy, beneath the unconstructed gaze of mastery.
Gathered around it are emissions of time, transmissions of ancestral eternities,
Reveries in water strokes, heavenly reflections,...

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My heart is empty, Jeffrey.
I’m standing here transfixed 
within the threshold 
of a vacant bedroom.
The air is still
but the delicate scent 
of your passing soul 
invades my nostrils. 
The aroma travels deep 
inside the tunnels...

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One day I was in a hospital,
witnessing human birth.
I took in the repulsive, beautiful sight
as Earth's population grew by one.
A tiny specimen, ready to bring eternal joy to the world.
Innocence flourishing in front our eyes...

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