Moon Prison Poems

Under the sun and moon, flawed men linger in the cold 
Who in the mist of darkness, cut and rip apart trees eons old 
While...

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SOLITARY CONFINEMENT 1 : Number Four


Many chains, many locks and bars
clattered at four in the morning 
black bitter coffee drugged
a single bucket of cold water...

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Another moment goes by, another monumental stride
day by day, year by year wind-borne dreams
cascade amongst perpetual memories, gifts of light
that penetrates through the windows of...

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Rays of moon are no longer a light
To me, it reminds for what I was bright
For me it feel the worst of all my banish
At...

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‘Twere me an’ Ol’ Dan, on a cold winter night - whilst ridin’ the streets o’ McGiven  
Who noticed a couple o’ fellas ride...

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She lately hears lyric nightingale at the sole window,
And through its bars witnesses a melancholy moon,
And her heart longs for the freedom of velvety flight,
But...

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Tuning William Blake's Whistle
by Michael R. Burch

a musical prophecy, after William Blake

I.

Many a sun
and many a moon
I walked the earth
and whistled a tune.

I did not...

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I would have loved the Sun but chose the Moon
I used to run free with the coming Monsoon
But I stopped when I see it's not...

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Love slave

Vs 1
I know now I'm her prisoner...
Don't want- or need- a deliverer...
I don't care people say- that I should make my  escape
There's a...

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I stand on knives 

Looking around 

All I see 

Is pain abound 

 

The walls are lined with broken blades 

Jagged is the floor of...

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SEVEN YEARS

It’s been seven years since I last saw stars
Because of seven years behind iron bars
Seven years of the horrible indoors
Seven years of cleaning toilet...

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I hate when he's always away
I hate that he's not home to stay
The slamming  of prison gates
I hate all those fates.
I hate the news...

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I cherish my freedom
Hard earned though it was
Through the abolitionist railway
And those who supported the cause

An African slave,
though free upon birth
I was sold as a...

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Wishing for something to come so soon,
Is like trying to take the earth to the moon.
It's not in your bounds or power to do,
So I'll...

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Prisons fester further desecrating guilt by association
as churches
and synagogues
and temples
and mosques
foster sacred innocence through re-association,
communion of the wanna-be saints
and Bodhisattva suffering warriors
for EarthRights Peace and...

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