Long Your own making Poems

See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind and left
soft plumage in their wake. See how her eyes
are...

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Poems about Things that Break II
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
 
 
 
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
 
You came to me as rain breaks on the desert
when every flower...

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Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when...

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~ In  His  Divine Love ~
( Nonet )



It tells me that God is good and true

The Bible says this and much more

Tells us of things we need to know

How with Faith need to...

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The appearance of his old friend brought new thoughts of his mother and, Nordgrend, the town in which  they spent the last few years.  Raðulfr, was a truly kind man and he was...

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Alone… would I be wrong to call myself a fool?
Knowing full well, alone one never is?

Better, much better to say
‘Alone from’.

Alone from friends, from loved ones
From employment, joy and/or satisfactions.

Even then… perhaps not?

Maybe instead we...

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(Lights dim, a single spotlight illuminates Judy Garland, center stage. She wears a faded housecoat, her eyes holding a lifetime of stories. She speaks directly to the audience, her voice a smoky whisper)

Judy: 
They christened...

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Chains, so heavy. Binding every body part.  
A cell: its cold metal bars blocking out light.   
A wall, originally meant to protect, now a barricade nothing penetrates.
A net, once safety, now entangling,...

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In her shadow,
I knew the meaning of comfort
The whisper of grace
The joy of acceptance
The miracle of a place
Where silence knew deliverance
And kindness knew the way
To make my heart beat with hope,
Breathing light into the safety
I...

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carry me I carry you
look up there 
you see the miles
our destinations
is still so far 
gave me your hands 
cos together we can 
make it 

oh 
carry me I carry you 
together we can make...

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Tim’s resolution surpassed all shadows cast upon him

they had grown longer over time and hell had frozen

Rain had relegated him to a trough of his own making

He sat in a muddy pit once ice thawed...

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"All the Pretty Words"



All the pretty words
blooming like summer jonquils
fade from the velvet fresh green tongues
and rich fecund tussled beds 
of poets and minstrels
strumming hearts with 
fingers that waltz over keys
plucking tangos from dreams of
sensitive...

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For me It is a given the beginning of love                         ...

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   Davos visiting prostitute spends her 
unbeknownst last hours wide eyed 
in a strange new World. As she smiles to her John, 
a BlackRock Assassin, who watches his boss 
approach the stage. 
The...

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City Skin

    A city can be so close, 
    enclosing, 
    familiar, 
    that it leaches into one’s soul,
    becomes...

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POTD 29 Jan 2020

A balmy fragrance of cedar and lime lingers
A will o wisp floats by gathering dew
A mark on the page of another man’s book
A brightly coloured crayon of an unknown hue

A footprint in...

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the footing on the flanks of the Hill of Beans
was worse than he had sussed
that drizzling pale morning
when the Sun was lowest
but beans be damned
and their counters with them
yes I know
a smoky mess
like most of...

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Once in a wonder land I trekked –
Through the chaos and the wreck.
The earth was clothed in a misty layer –
Sown by the heavens’ unanswered prayers.

Cold hard steel, some sort of construction site –
The somber...

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Life on the edge would certainly become a novel,
if I included all the chapters of my life’s journey
from that of an old soul, from pure consciousness
to egg and sperm colliding, to embryo, to fetus,
to that...

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This persona, picks up the mask he placed beside the bed
And the actor, feels the lines he’s already read
They hang their syllables on his tongue
As they breath into his lungs
Answered by a soft restraining sigh
As...

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*Long long ago there was a very rich father who had a very large family.                    ...

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An enormous pole 
made of chrome 
A table set 
Steve, knew he was home 

With a tiny leather thong, 
he swung around, 
in a world he did belong, 
with the rythm of the sound 

Around...

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This poem was a fire
Ignited within me.
It heaved and it burned
Inside my chest.
It was a heavy burden and it made me
Go mad.

I knew I would not let it get the best of me,
So I decided...

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What is your temperature?
The doctor asked
During an ordinary visit.
I left the examining room
And walked through 
My palace
Skin and hair
Nails and tissue,
75 years of growth.
Ivy wild 
as a Venus flytrap
Snaring an insect.
Tendrils curl and cover
Cages of...

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