Survive Poems

I
Siblings, we will overcome, COVID-19
And most anything by growing as human
(Jennifer Proxenos's POTD inspired my writing)
Again about this pandemic in perspective

II
Remember the American Indians?
Yes Hernan Cortez and Francisco Pizzaro killed many
But many more were killed by Cortez' germs
The flu, the...Read More

We stand on ice that feels much too thin,
six feet suddenly feeling like miles.
Our footing is loose on this shaky ground,
and the cracks can be heard all around.

I see the fearmongering, the conspiracies,
the boredom and the sadness of separation,
the blame...Read More

Today, as I rest for a while from my daily prayers, consisting of walking and sitting meditation,  bowing with my forehead touching Mother Earth like King Jehoshaphat, seeking God’s help (2 Chronicle 1-20), and King Hezekiah, facing the wall...Read More

Trying to live,
Attempting to live,
Endeavoring to live,
Another day another challenge,
Aiming to live at each step is survival,
Striving to live,
Temptation lured into more than addiction,
Struggling to live,
Eyes so heavy with sorrowful blinks,
Sneers coming from left to right like time was of...Read More

_*I FOUND ME , THANX TO ALL SELFISH IN MY LIFE*_

In the era of egomania
I nourushed lossing someone phobia.
I cried for those; who laughed at me
I convinced them with my down knee
I chassed them, I begg them
I kept the stone...Read More

Conversation with the Gods About Corona Virus

Rev. Jake ’s on-line sermon on the Corona Virus

I am reverend Jake and I have a message from God 
Last night I had a vision from God
it was his message to the world
about this...Read More

Each time the sun shines through,
I thank God for this light from you
Each time I hear the birds sing,
I thank God for the songs lingering
Each time I see the mountains change ways,
As the shades of color rearrange these days,
I thank...Read More

LEAVES

My mind wanders, as I sit at my cluttered desk, trying desperately to contact our clients.  Working from home during the Covid-19 Lock down, is a challenge with no staff.
 I imagine myself sitting in a field of abundant...Read More

The day my life went bonkers was a true test,
seeing myself in an unfathomable petri-dish. Small doses
of medicines being administered to me from the stars,
like shaking salt on a bowl of ox-tail soup.
Before I thought I was seasoned enough,
but I...Read More

Corona is becoming a field
              For cultivating politics,
Political crop may be ripened
             Putting risk to...Read More

Another day without you.
Another day to be alive.
Within sorrow's empty heart.
How do I survive.

Loneliness surrounds me.
My other half is gone.
Half of this whole is missing.
from this souls loving song.

No notes I sing this morning.
To greet this new day.
No smiles I...Read More

We are the huddled masses
  yearning to be free
but living in itself lay is often rose-colored glasses,
  and remains quite the mystery.

We ache for freedom transfixed
 some random yet open display
of races, children, braggarts, heroes, and cowards intermixed,...Read More

A poem from The Last Hours of Christ series                               ...Read More

I have stood on many shores
and felt the long evolution of the deepest waves
where life spawns its leaping adaptions.

I have listened
to the trumpeting of great armored sea-bulls
echoing in the shallow bladder-wrack,
and on that splashing surface
invisible snouts blow from
an ancient depth...Read More

In silent stone and blinded eyes
their monuments to
their own wasted lives
as quiet as unpredictable
they stand in lines
all animated in the hopeful
waiting for the all surpassing time

Touching the sky
and feeling the earth
buried knee deep in throw away filth
wondering and deceiving
on the...Read More

In the widely spread universe 
Only the Earth is alive--- you observe 

And it blessed you with life, Do you agree
And so many more, some you see
While some you even won’t believe 

Yes, at start things for fine--- for Her...Read More

Free roaming in Berkeley in the 70's

growing up in Berkeley
back in the day
we still were allowed 
to free roam 

and so I went 
everywhere on foot
or bus

walking to Solano avenue
drinking coffee
at Peets coffee
eating Chinese food
in Berkeley’s china town

walking downtown
walking to...Read More

Come and walk with me
climb with me the greatest hill
yet should I run from your flame 

should I burn my dreams
with your eternal, fire light
or cool love without desire

my heart creates dreams
my love glows with lovers flame
yet I can not...Read More

Rest your weary head my love and let sleep consume your soul, I promise that your secret I’ll never tell, I’ll let your heart and life remain whole
It has been fifteen years since the last time I saw your face,...Read More

life with words
a poet paints

from the road I pondered
observing harmony’s Monet
man and beast at peace comingled
in spring’s release this day

marvelous is the world of wonders 
displayed in earthly gardens
celebrating season's change
rejuvenating pardons

flora fauna along waltz with man 
acknowledging the other
infringing...Read More

When I strike my forehead
With my knuckle,
I detect many sounds,
They are the words
That is awake and resonating,
Without them 
Memory has no meaning,
It just cannot survive.
When I speak or write,
In all fairness
I do not play with words,
I let them lead me.
When...Read More

Caedmon’s Face
by Michael R. Burch

At the monastery of Whitby,
on a day when the sun sank through the sea,
and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free,

while the wind and Time blew all around,
I paced that dusk-enamored ground
and thought I heard the steps...Read More

Caedmon's Hymn
by Michael R. Burch

At the monastery of Whitby,
on a day when the sun sank through the sea,
and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free,

while the wind and time blew all around,
I paced those dusk-enamored grounds
and thought I heard the steps...Read More

Wednesday April 1  Hope Springs Eternal in our Winter of our Discontent   writer’s digest prompt Posted

Hope springs eternal in the winter of our discontent

On the daily news that fills us with dread
Perfect storm of hatred, fear and despair?Everywhere we go...Read More

HCH

Dear homelessness,
Sir, Maam I’m your biggest fan
Always striving to survive
Without a clue or plan
But yet you play the hand
That you were dealt
Hoping for a win
Praying to heaven
But living in hell
Is heaven really listening?
Or can you really tell
Not being able to...Read More