Long Worm eaten Poems

Instruction
by Michael R. Burch

Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.

Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset

of night is in the despairing skies;
each hut shuts its bright bewildered eyes.
The...

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Poems about Poems VI

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 Muse
with reprimands of Dr. Seuss.

The...

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Medieval Poems



Wulf and Eadwacer
(Old English circa 990 AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

My people pursue him like crippled prey.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches their pack.
We are so different!

Wulf's on one island; I'm on...

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Salve
by Michael R. Burch

for the victims and survivors of 9-11

The world is unsalvageable ...
but as we lie here
in bed
stricken to the heart by love
despite war’s
flickering images,

sometimes we still touch,

laughing, amazed,
that our flesh
does not despair
of love
as...

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Sonnets XC-XCVII

Artificial Smile
by Michael R. Burch

I’m waiting for my artificial teeth
to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob
of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub
between clenched molars, and yank out the grief.

Mine must be art-official?zenlike Art?
a...

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Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either segregate the sexes or mix them up. No sweat !...

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My mind is like a haunted house,
and you are the restless spirit;
the poltergeist inside of it.
But in fact, it’s not really you:
it's just the remain of a once-called-precious vestige     
of my love for you.
 ...

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I love to visit the church; to wander in the graveyard…
Flitting fleet-footed amongst the copse of corpses, 
The grey stone groves of death – 
I love those humble long-suffering tombstones,
They rear their bleak blackened heads...

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Today I wandered through a grove.
An ancient and dilapidated place,
decaying as groves are wont.
A wind-snapped branch here,
a worm-eaten stump there.
Until the whispering wind
softly muttered in my ear,
“This is not your first time here.”
But all is...

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I once was a beautiful lass
	who captured every young man’s fancy
A nymph of the high Southern class
	who practiced a belle’s necromancy.

They worshipped my haughty fine grace
	they catered to temper and whim
A moment to gaze on...

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In humans narcissity, indifferent continually partly?
Caring effacing cursing raving 
In-continuity..' Maybe? Am I trite? 
Light entertainment;T V trials expose's
Speak of sensuality, tease by promiscuity
In a questionable proximity a proxy place
An invisible divide.. Presides rabidity 
This...

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Her Side
By Sy Roth

Are they going to die like that?
Expire
Retire 
As a broken, opalic string of DNA
Ribonucleic disaster
Worm-eaten womb 
Ascerbic molecules.

Who enabled this procreatic mission?

They rimed it with a urine trail
Left --Her side
Discordant disdain
Heeding her...

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I knew long ago
Constellations were ancient fairytales.
Carved faith before the diluting of mind;
Myth was our lens when we were blind.
I knew our posted pictures declared
Only immitations of primordial memories.
It was the knowledge that impaired
My judgment;...

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Wistful yearning for an air of trustfulness
Zeus' libido was famed for its lustfulness.

Who saved thugs till all wits were withdrawn?
No farmer ever wiped dew off the lawn.

Nor is tyranny feared or known as grim.
It was...

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Belated
                  confession
                ...

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