Kin
by Michael R. Burch
for Richard Thomas Moore
1.
Shrill gull,
how like my thoughts
you, struggling, rise
to distant bliss—
the weightless blue of skies
that are not blue
in any atmosphere,
but closest here...
2.
You seek an air
so clear,
so rarified
the effort leaves you famished;
earthly tides
soon call you back—
one long, descending glide...
3.
Disgruntledly you grope dirt shores for orts
you pull like mucous ropes
from shells' bright forts...
You eye the teeming world
with nervous darts—
this way and that...
Contentious, shrewd, you scan—
the sky, in hope,
the earth, distrusting man.
Kin
by Michael R. Burch
O pale, austere moon,
haughty beauty...
what do we know of love,
or duty?
Nun Fun Undone
by Michael R. Burch
after Richard Moore
Abbesses'
recesses
are not for excesses!
Published by Brief Poems
Sex Hex
by Michael R. Burch
after Richard Moore
Love's full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes) .
Woeful Waffles
by Michael R. Burch
after Richard Moore
I think it's woeful
and should be unlawful
to eat those awful
tofu
waffles!
The Whole of Wit
by Michael R. Burch
for Richard Moore
If brevity is the soul of wit
then brevity and levity
are the whole of it.
Published by Shot Glass Journal, Brief Poems, QuoteFancy,IdleHearts, AZquotes
Bed Head
by Michael R. Burch
after Richard Moore
"Early to bed, early to rise"
makes a man wish some men weren't so wise
(or just had the decency to tell pleasing lies) .
Keywords/Tags: Richard Thomas Moore, poet, performer, novelist, essayist, teacher, philosopher, mathematician, scholar
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