Long Unfailing Poems

Wonderland
by Michael R. Burch
 
We stood, kids of the Lamb, to put to test
the beatific anthems of the blessed,
the sentence of the martyr, and the pen’s
sincere religion. Magnified, the lens
shot back absurd reflections of each...

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Poems about Children


The Desk
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

There is a child I used to know
who sat, perhaps, at this same desk
where you sit now, and made a mess
of things sometimes.I wonder how
he learned at all...

He...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers II



All Things Galore
by Michael R. Burch

for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr.

Grandfather,
now in your gray presence
you are

somehow more near

and remind me that,
once, upon a star,
you...

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~ Don't Know What Lies Ahead      ~
 (  Monchielle  )



~O~
 


Don't know what lies ahead 
What will happen tomorrow 
So each day just enjoy 
Thank God for all...

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When my life has finally left me and my last breath has been shed
And the silver cord is broken and my bodies firmly dead
I shall hover near the body, download the scenes of this past...

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So cramped ...
Strain to move,
Flex and budge in tiny increments ...
That's the limit.
Constantly testing, trying,
Pushing, pressing ...
Constrict, exert, constrict, struggle,
Spin slowly, push ...
That's it. That's all.
Nothing more.
But it helps ... relief,
A body sigh ...
But only...

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~Pray for the Lost~
(Linked)



Pray for the lost
P
Lost  in  this   World
R
World  needs  prayers
A
Prayers,  Love,  God
Y
God  sent  His  Son
F
Son to  save  all
O
All  who...

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Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace her forehead like a crown;
Her thick and shining braids that...

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Morning has come, new day is here
Predicaments of all sorts are what lie ahead…
Morning has come, I don’t have fear
Sentiments aren’t manifesting into utter dread…

Morning has come, I have become numb
I lie on the sofa,...

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Your passionate, unneeded pride...
Is hard to swallow, so I’m waiting for another tomorrow
Going along with the rowdy ride
Still feeling so low…but I must stay high, you know?

I want to glow bright and grow and not...

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A boy and board in Brooklyn
bedeviled by the breath of baroque battles
bemused with a belligerent brain beauty
and befriended by battlefield bravado, 
the chessmen championed his ego
wickedly warring to a visionary's voodoo,
those soldiers of black and...

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I was an irrepressible and happy young woman, and graceful ballet dancer,
Who lived for twirling on a world stage, as red berries are shrub laughter!

I had practiced for so many years, striving to become the...

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I've never considered myself nosy, I just care about people that's all,
The way gardeners care about roses, when colored leaves start to fall.

But like chaotically spattered sunsets, often things can get confused,
Like the times I...

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Please note that this work is meant to follow in Epic Form and will not follow commonly used grammatical rules found in Prose, such as, not following proper paragraph use. Because it is an Epic...

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LETTERS TO MY LOVE
I
My love; it has been a long time since I wrote you a letter
Flowing from the rivers of my heart
A poem of your unfailing love which has halted my soul
And has captured...

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SOMEONE WHO WILL TAKE ME AS ME


Someone who will take me as me...

Gone are the days that I set standards 
just to possibly disinter who is who
Gone are the days that I dig into
just the...

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I was aspiring to be a professional dancer, which had long been my dream,
As rogue planets head out on their own, from the stars that reign supreme.

I was awash in unbounded enthusiasm, like yellow sunshine's...

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The dark wood is breathing blue,

   and sense do I the sweet sound

   of larks and their legendary love,

   and sweeter scents still do I

   drink of...

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Children's Poems VI

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



Springtime Prayer
by Michael R. Burch

They'll have to grow like crazy,
the springtime baby geese,
if they're to...

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THERE IS NO MUSIC

There is no music, I hear no more song.
Is it really true that we are all gone?
Yet life does continue without any rush,
And the music now heard, is the song of a...

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Polly Astley loved to have visitors, for she loved piquant, plum people;
Like counting stars when we were young, in milky moonlight, peaceful.

Her days were spent teaching children, with faces perky as sunflowers,
When redbirds danced in...

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O What a wonderful world this will be! When all of the redeemed men, women, boys and girls!
Are still placing our eternal destinies! "In the hands of the Son of Man from Galilee!" "People Every...

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INTENSELY IN LOVE

As the wind rustles to dance with my hair,
I turned to behold before-- placed in furnace of struggles 
where no one but You Father God, I can hold unto...

How you come to my...

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Conflict
 
The priest ran
Scared to raise 
An ignorant army

On a darkling plain
Loading guns
With dummy

Faith. The froth
Rose arrogantly
In the test

Tube.  They heard
Eyes shut and saw
Ears plugged,

Contorted faces
Expecting the explosion
Any moment.

Slowly
Very slowly the froth
Spilled over

Leaving behind—would
The...

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Thinking there was something going wrong,
It was situation of praise.
Something that couldn`t let black communities be on craze,
But emotionally, puts smile on the entire world face.
Urging and expanding the number of observers through unfailing phase.
On...

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