These are poems about Politics by Michael Burch, and impolite poems about Politicians.
Gore-dom Boredom
by Michael R. Burch
There once was a candidate, Gore,
whose campaign had become quite a bore.
“He’s much too stiff,”
sighed his publicist,
“but not like his predecessor!”
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Political epigrams by Michael R. Burch
Political jokes by Michael R. Burch
Elevate your words, not their volume. Rain grows flowers, not thunder.—Rumi, translation by Michael R. Burch
Forget security!
Live by the perilous sea.
Destroy your reputation, however glorious.
Become notorious.
—Rumi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Your heart’s candle is ready to be kindled.
Your soul’s void is waiting to be filled.
You can feel it, can’t you?
—Rumi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
These are poems of mine that have been turned into songs by composers, plus a few that I would like to become songs.
Indestructible
by Michael R. Burch
for Johnny Cash
What is a mountain, but stone?
Or a spire, but a trinket of steel?
Johnny Cash is gone,
black from his hair to his bootheels.
Can a man out-endure mountains’ stone
if his songs lift us closer to heaven?
Can the steel in his voice vibrate on
till his words are our manna and leaven?
for Karthik
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"...descend, and of the curveship lend a myth to God." - Hart Crane
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You hear
'consolation'
as 'constellation'
The firmament above, beneath we exist,
This diversity in divine artistry
Same eyes divers sizes
Different skin same sin
Different color same honor
Same human same humor
Why try to sort out maize from corn? They are all same
Cus just one shot, your race wont spare you
With his cry of protest.