Long Wordless Poems

A Night On A Wharf

The couple decide to walk. The boardwalk still lit at this late hour guides them. They walk hand in hand,..whispering softly with small talk...solemn.,. lonely , yet together. The walk is...

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Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image of God;
may the reflections she sees in those curious mirrors
always...

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Do you recognize me anymore?
Do you realize that my heart is sore?
Let me memorize your heart’s melody
Let me see right through your…melancholy…

Do you ever wave goodbye to yesterday?
Can’t bear the thought of you leaving me...

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I know that even when others deceive me, you can't decieve me with your blossoming ink of truth.
Go tell them what has happened to our budget,
Tell them that our budget is missing in a broad...

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Unidentified flying object abducted yours truly,... 

a willing experimental subject 
to escape untenable married life.

Upon falling into a deep slumber, 
the following subconscious 
somnambulant scenario arose 
allowing, enabling, and providing 
temporary alleviation from 
outa harried...

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I
How long have I been doing this
Throwing my time & money
Into a hole
Filling up notebooks
Mining overheard conversation
For lines
Squeezing the sponge
Of my wine soaked
Mind
Into the bucket
Of poetry
And now here we are
Gulping down the
Lead tainted water
Like Romans
Romans
Forced...

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My parenting totem
was the Hawk
of bicamerally perfect egocentric vision
usually greeted by a loud Yang squawk
and vigorous walk
in the other wrong direction.

My WiseElder totem
is the Turkey,
CoMessiah of CoRedemptive Dying
as notnot loving EarthTribe's future lives.

At eight,
my totem...

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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their standards and rules of the game:
swaddling was à la mode
cuddling...

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"The Formidable Gambit"



Silence 
calculated and distinct

conspiring with rules
plays within the 
confined squares

of a strict and
ruthless mind
preying on all moves

untraceable 
unpredictable 
irretrievable 

in the opening move
the long-legged fly
is caught in the web

silvery and slippery 
life remains...

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Saw you cry cry cry and pout
No doubt...I don't care anymore
What are you crying about?
Can't you see I'm jaded to the core?

I hear people preaching about marriage
When they're married themselves!
No humility! Just overrighteous and like...

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We are all Nameless



What else is there to do
but to tell you who I am,
but most of all,
what I wish to find.

I am not the cavalier of the sun, 
but the caveat of phantasm.

I do...

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I
At the marketplace
by sunrise
when the serenity of the dawn is ravished by unknown
voices…

When the Sun passes through the merry-go-round
beyond the horizon
when the turbulent wind is silenced,
and the voice of the cicadas
is no longer heard…

From a...

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The Dragon, serpentine, jagged, fuming
Curved neck twisted my way,
His scales shimmering and reflecting the bottom depths of the well,
Scrutinized me with fires of his personal hells
Burning into my cool, oceanic repose
He could see the universe...

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Silence is the blending of light and love,
The lingering reflections of hope, wisdom, courage…
Blessings so pure and amazing they invite…
Breathless dreams, broken softly at the edges…
Of shadows, promising to believe in the wind’s race,
Through the...

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into the air like fat flies,
the watermelon's pink guts splattering.

Gun aimed...

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When I was in High School I felt it. 
Then something happened.
Year 2001—
Fresh-ness…
Dr. Dre produced you.
You were fearless.
Slim Shady—
Eminem—
Marshall Mathers.
Colorless rainbows speckled eyes.
I know why I had a problem with you.
Jealousy…?
Rap envy was.
I wrote during...

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I'm planting trees today.
Cherry trees in front,
Peter on the street,
Paul in the middle,
with Mary closest in toward the house,
all on the far side of our gravel drive.

On the same southern side,
along my neighbor's new above...

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In Love- Our story ( a sort of Sonnet)

 

That first day in the factory, your eye
had followed me as down the aisle I passed
still lingered moments after I'd gone by,
you vowed then that glance...

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What mountain’s top holds truth’s last stand,
 its vista viewed as life’s specific grandeur;
 promised above earth’s horizon,
 soon home to you, this present era’s raconteur;
 prized perch upon and soon so manned,
 spirits to...

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Angel of mercy please intercede

Weakest most lame specimen
among human breed
control of my life I willingly concede
wordless son of a gun fires off 
following capricious poetic deed 
done dirt cheap while 
traveling highway to hell
the speed...

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The robbery of the soul...
The trampling of boundaries 
like a frenzied stampede of 
elephants..
The cutting of ties that bound 
us with reckless abandon.
 Emblazoned with it's name, 
PRIDE, across the blade,  
It's a slash...

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Specific word : Maasi, A word used to pronounce to mother's sister.

My Mamma was of five.,
And her younger sister was three years old.,
When her mother took of the world.,
Leaving her three days old infant.
Mamma and...

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Love is betrayal
A knife in the heart.
A stone that breaks my bones
Love is betrayal,
that lies to you about dreams of care and kindness,
but stabs you in the back
with disloyality
when you are not looking.

Is it possible...

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I saw no one but felt a gentle nudge, 
As I woke up, she uttered not a word, 
But beckoned, gravity of time to judge, 
To follow her— wordless like a mute bird, 
I got...

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Children's Poems IV

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



Boundless
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

Every day we whittle away at the essential solidity of him,
and...

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