Long Xxi Poems

So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking
Of which my comedy does not take care,
We walked; and reached the top, when seeking
For watching the next slit, then we stopped there
Malebolge to see and crying vain;
And...

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Unquotable quotes: Teachers – XXI

The pupil, the bitch and the walnut tree, the more the teacher beats them, the better they be.
In the old days, teachers were born to the métier like poets; today softwares...

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                      I
 Remember when days were long
   and all de children do...

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EARLY POEMS XXI - JUVENILIA

Dance With Me
by Michael R. Burch

(circa age 18)

Dance with me
to the fiddles’ plaintive harmonies.
Enchantingly,
each highstrung string,
each yearning key,
each a thread within the threnody,
bids us, "Waltz!"
then sets us free
to wander, dancing aimlessly.

Let...

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IF ever I had a country : XXI - XXII

" I will follow that system of regimen which, according to my ability and judgment, I consider for the benefit of my patients, and abstain from...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXI

IF you pull a long Moon face
Watching our Earth clad in sparse swirling white sarée
Her aqua-marine waters cuddling her reddish brown body-surface
The dazzlingly rare Pearl now throttled...

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Pluma, 

A tip so delicate, so smooth, so sweet
caressing blank pages of my need

indelible, 
creating tattoos of trust 
thrust
where blood flows 

you save me 
with feathers of flight/delight
as I surrender over to you
my soul

unedited 
predestined
written
our...

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Testing each other's faith
At an open window—the air is still,
People seem dead with indifference, 
And yet—the world breathes heavier

Hearts thumping in rhythm
To each other,
Hands clasping so tightly,
The view at large is a future we fear

Honor...

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I fear not the day when you’re not near when in dismay,
          for you have given veneration and such fine clarification.

When you glanced my way that...

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It was two ways to go
And two ways we went
The tears they wrung from us
Until gape the cracked faith wide
The blood we surrenderd to the dust
War is a battle between opposing sides
A contention of beliefs
A...

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Umbrellas are used to keep rain away
Parasols keep away the Sun
You have something different
It does not block rain or sunshine
You use it to protect yourself
Keeping away the unending pain
Blocking your eyes from seeing the world
Stopping...

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(I)
I am the palatine oil
the astral gift
rumbling your
skeletal tree’s
truncated trunk,
each reverberation of
your sacral chakra
pleading you
to unfurl your
dormant wings
and soar above
animalism’s aridity

(II)
I am the
shamanistic secretion,
the nascent sprout that
blossoms into
a tsunami that
pounds rusted nails into
your bloodied flesh

(III)
I...

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It was such a fight I did not expect, 
she didn’t know the strength of intellect; 
Fable was bent on controlling my mind
there’s no way that was how I was designed;
 
Every dark thought with...

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hope ain't a pored plague - sassy spell:
gaunt gullible on craving etched
tamed time trailing hampered boul'vard
felon fate fostering farts

hope is not a pruned parable:
smothered syllables, numbed nimble
sumptuous sway, damp denotation,
throbbing theme, fallible fusion

hope is everything...

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SONNET XXI 
GRATITUDE

For He is Good
His Mercies endures forever.

Days have turned to Weeks,
Weeks to Months and Months counting.
Redemption we yet anticipate
This Land of Misery and many Chaos
His Mercies endures forever.

Difficult, Frail and Unpredictable, we’ve journeyed
Of...

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