Long Wh Poems

Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer

Eden
by Michael R. Burch

Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden.
Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs.
What, then, would the children eat?
Fruit indecently sweet,
redolent as incense, with a tempting aroma...



Outcasts
by...

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Heat Lightening
by Michael R. Burch

Each night beneath the elms, we never knew
which lights beyond dark hills might stall, advance,
then lurch into strange headbeams tilted up
like searchlights seeking contact in the distance . . .

Quiescent unions...

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Doggerel II: Doggerel about Doggerel, or, More Nonsense Verse

The Board
by Michael R. Burch

Accessible rhyme is never good.
The penalty is understood:
soft titters from dark board rooms where
the businessmen paste on their hair
and, Walter Mitties, woo the...

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On the need to avoid being envious: Canto XVII, K161, K162 of the THIRUK-KURAL, Translation with Commentary

[ ENVY, of course, knows no racial nor ethnic boundaries, but I wouldn't be wrong, I dare say, ...

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Take me to the tombstone 
let me touch the gray stone that stands
where life could not
I will put my face to that touchstone of deaf thunder,
What happened  to your breath baby brother,
what happened in...

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Next few days August 2049

Early morning dawning everything 
Was wondrous wild flowers 
Sprawling. 10:35 am Polly called 
Molly just to shot the breeze so
It seemed. "Hey Molly. Um uh can I visit you
 Maybe for...

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After Polly and Holly met most of
The children in the house they left for
Home. The sisters knew more about Holly, now.
Her full name was Holannya Harvey.
She and Polly were 2nd cousins on
Their father's side. They...

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'The Journey'

Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.

The trains,
the tracks,
the rush, the haste.

The sweeties and toffees,
newspapers and coffees,

Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,

The people who come and the people who go
and the Taxis that wait, as...

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Vent In Form of An Argument

Many people have heard started to vent,
By doing it in the form of an argument;
Things occurred,
That were blurred; 
From Trump could not obtain his consent.

Jim Horn

Those Who Had Died

What if...

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Erotic Poems I

Less Heroic Couplets: Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch

Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.


Erotic Errata
by Michael R. Burch

I didn’t mean to love you; if I did,
it came unbid-
en, and should’ve remained...

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I come from the land of coffee,
plastic breasts and nonsense,
drugs and narco past, 
very proudly they'll exalt.

Woman so pretty as blow-up doll, 
got so many surgeries, you don't know what you touch.
Reality or banality, 
inflatable,...

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"Do you really think I am that heartless to just leave my parents in danger without any shame? Guilt? I felt all of that. Many times in my journey I almost turned back, but I...

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Free advice to those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL with notes
[*like presidents and prime ministers of declining (falling or fallen) nations]

K381: padaikudi kuulamaiccu nadpuaran aarum
        ...

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Quote the Donald Trump 
Our Great compassionate Leader
Our Dear Leader, our Great Leader 
“Its disgusting to watch”

As an elderly man falls down
In front of him hitting his head
And bleeding all over the nice marble floor...

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Just wanted to say a very big thank you to all you amazing poets who took the time to comment 
on my last post ‘Sunny Horizons’
I would have loved to thank each and every one...

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Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . . 

I had never seen anyone like him before in my life. We met on a Thursday... or was it a Tuesday...? It...

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I had a dream last night
fogged by an uneven frost of the morning
guessing if the sun rose.

It dawned on me
it was night still
with forehead engulfed by the fallen hair.

I figured her out
against wealthy gold streaks...

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(fact)

The freaks started it all in every innocent lives
That's been running.
Now you know it all in full display in slow motion
So you can see clearly.
The world as slow down it's fast moving paste.
For rush hour...

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I work up a sweat every single day
I struggle to belong somewhere, to stay
It’s like I’m fighting a hopeless battle
I’m powerless and the poisonous snakes rattle

I feel death’s embrace coming nearer
I hear his voice,...

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I've left you feeling paranoid?
Aww, isn't that a real shame,
you don't give me a reason to trust you
with you, I throw the blame.

I can not forgive or forget
things you've put me through,
you've hurled your hate...

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The Greatest Gift of All?
(A Finite Human Lifespan)
There is pleasure in 'knowing' this life will be ending,
the space my flesh occupies 'opening up' for 'not me(s)'
though my life has been great (I'd say fun for...

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There's a fine line between fortune and fame 
I was riding with the Devil till my horse went lame 
I was all alone till loneliness came 
The Count of Monte Cristo must have felt the...

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0n th1s br1ght early m0rn1ng, 1 s00n see
h0w l1fe's gr1m gl0w can s1gh such gl00m 1n me,
Th0ugh catb1rds s1ng w1th a s0ft ch1m1ng fl0w,
n0 t1m1d m00n w1ll 0utsh1ne my tableau.

N0 stark wh1n1ng s0unds 1n small...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry."

— Mary...

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My name is Mathias Cruz
 no matter who you are,you obey the rules
 i always hope to see that day
with their hopes and lives they would pay
 regardless your momentum,bravery and even rank
 when you...

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