#favor
lucky you.
on the face of it,
read and you’ll
get hit, kicked in
your pvt. parts,
so you’ll remember “it”
well
that’s the Prima facie of this one,
a Latin term meaning "at first sight" or
"smack~slap on your face".
In legal contexts, it refers to evidence
that is sufficient to establish a fact or
presumption unless rebutted or
disproved by contrary evidence.
It signifies that a case appears valid
based on initial examination
I miss my friends,
who audaciously
departed in my face,
neither asking nor
reaching a treaty, an o.k.
from the powers invested in me,
to disappear, nessum permesso
prima facie, my friends
always
r,
prima facie,
spygrandson,
prima facie
Virginia
at first sight
daringly leaving me now alone
‘cept
when re-reading yours,
back in my heart you’re,
again
yeah yeah and in
my ☹️
Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 8:59 AM UTC
Later,
When I drop the ball
Do me a favor,
Stand over there
As I teeter
Between take it or give it all
And "why even bother?"
I've made the call,
No answer
So forever I will fall
Screaming into the ether
©2024
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 7:57 PM UTC
The moon did me a favor today
It didn't drag me down.
It made me look up.
Where else is future found?
Besides our
Hearts and Minds.
In the sky where you will find Birds.
And wings
With golden strings
Threading
An imperfect map.
I'm still looking up.
Jun 3, 2024
Jun 3, 2024 at 10:43 AM UTC
I am surrounded by comforts and convenances as I pack the cub-bards, lining them with provisions. Some of which I will not get to before they perish. I pay no mind to the clouds that gather above my head because I will soon walk into the shelter of my luxurious home.
I close the door sealing out the pestilence. the last part of my home barricaded by all the elements. I seat myself in a climate controlled throne where I waste away watching the regurgitation of one talking head to another. I stand at once to pour my cup out into the sink.
I look out the window and see a horizon of red illuminated by the smoke and fires that grow beneath it. I close the blinds and I make my way to the master bedroom. I take off my custom made clothes and fold them neatly at the foot of my bed. I brush my teeth and put on my pajamas as I hear a thunder in the distance grow closer . I turn on my fan to drown out the noise. I then lay myself down and nestle the silk of my pillow.
I begin to fall asleep not quite past Rapid eye movement. I am then ripped from my bed. I am drug down the stairs pulling banisters back resisting my pursuer’s. They’re strength to much to my own they quickly over power me.
My finger nails dig into the decking of my lavish hardwood sprawl. There is no hope for me at this point. I then am hit with a blunt object and loose consciousness.
I awake with a bag over my head and my hands tied behind my back. The dry air and exhaustion from my screams make my mouth dry. I feel insects crawl on me not as an infestation but as a hindering concentration on my hands and feet. I don’t know what they are but they bite me like fire ants.
I cannot shake them loose. Once I do my hands and feet are bound down by my captors. They shout at me slurs and demand I renounce. They beat me with they’re fist and feet. They grab me up and drag me down a long hall. I am pushed to the floor and then picked up. My head is shoved down as they submerge me in water. Over and over and over again. I begin blacking out because my body is entering a breaking point.
I am then drug back down the hall and cast back into my dark room.
This continues for days as I am being starved. I begin eating the ants that bite my hands and feet. I drink the water I can when I am being dunked over and over again. I begin to try and adapt to this tormented routine. I am far past depression I am numb and I am hopeless.
I am so lonely I try conversing with my captors. They don’t speak in my language so I try to make myself believe what they say back to me are kind and hopeful things.
They demand that I renounce in my language. It is the only thing I understand the entirety of my stay. I sense the desperation in they’re tone they almost seem sad that I am not responding to they’re abuse. I fear they will soon grow tired of trying and end me as a result.
The next morning I awake with a cold blade on my neck. I shout out “I renounce! I begin crying and shouting out; I renounce!” They pick me up and break my bonds and sit me in a chair. One officer removes the bag over my head and I see for the first time in I don’t know how long. Another officer hands me a glass of water and my face falls in shame and relief.
This is the real beginning of my torment.
After giving me instructions and sending me on my way. I …..
To be continued…
Sep 10, 2022
Sep 10, 2022 at 8:13 PM UTC
I've seen the known swiftest person lose in a race
The strongest fought in a battle and came out defeated
The unqualified applied and emerged the chosen one
Meeting/exceeding the requirements is NOT always what it takes to win
Sometimes, grace and favor make all the difference.
Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 8:03 PM UTC
They say you should fear what you can’t see, but I believe you should have faith.
Faith gives you something to dream of, to hope for, to believe in.
Faith with sight gives you much room to doubt, but faith without seeing gives you a glimmer of light.
Seeing is believing but sometimes we just need to trust, for seeing with our eyes can sometimes lead to lust. Keep sight of your dreams, your hopes and your beliefs. For faith can offer much rest, much aide and relief.
Hope gives you courage, strength and delight. Hope can keep you warm on the coldest of nights. To know that one day your hopes will come true! Hope can turn the darkest grey skies into blue.
Be merciful and gracious for you never know the day, when you’ll need to rely on your faith, your hope and your grace.
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
Gratitude is being grateful for what you had, what you have and what is coming.
Take nothing for granted because nothing is for certain, except that change is sure to come.
Be gracious, and forgiving because you’ll never know when you will need grace extended to you.
Be just and fair and never expect things from others that you wouldn’t do.
Be open and honest it really helps to share your truth.
But be patient with others and remember that they are on a journey too!
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 8:08 PM UTC
Invited and welcomed to a seat at the table
Navigating the gift of a life that you paid for
Wouldn't it be easier to be told which way is best
Would I trust the decision more if it didn't come from my chest
Or would it come to tears, me blaming you for the heartache
Is the lesson better learned from my own mistakes
Safeguarded on every side
Walking in the favor that you will provide
But planning long term for a future that may not exist
I''m no longer sure I can justify it
Here we are and I've finally found the root of it
Conflicting desires with the power to ruin
The question on which all else is contingent
What do I want
And what do I want to live with?
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
Listen
If time is kind
You'll be given
2nd chance
To grasp
What you learned
From the 1st mistake
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 3:42 AM UTC
My heart hurts and everything seems wrong.
Tears stream down my face right as time is frozen.
And you're the cause, I hate you for that.
The years I've spent hating you for letting our love die is now something I deeply regret.
I finally get that you sacrificed yourself just so I could be happy.
You let your heart break and shatter completely just so mine could heal.
But you also made me suffer something worse than death.
And that makes me hate you.
You let me cry and cry and cry for so long just so I wouldn't suffer, but that was my suffering.
I hate you for that too.
You didn't stop me when I yelled names and profanities at your face repeatedly as I in the hallway for 'cheating' on me, and people thought I was crazy.
I hated you a lot for that.
But mostly I hate you because no matter how much I try to forget you or our love, I can't.
You did everything just so I'd forget or hate you, but now you realize that all that suffering was for nothing.
I love you,
And I always will.
But we both don't deserve this.
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch
May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but its thorn.
Keywords/Tags: lady, lady's favor, spring, petals, nettles, may, june, swoon, rose, shorn, thorn, bare, barren, leafless, bereft, naked, ****
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
can we talk?
no, you're busy
you need a favor?
course, i'll be there in a jiffy
pushing and pulling me
like you're waves dragging me everywhere
i love you
but i can't keep up with you doing me like this
can we talk?
can we?
Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
Laziness uncondoned but
"This thing" gives you an edge
Even when you're not the best
"This thing" gets you chosen
In my life, it's been proven
"This thing" comes from on High
And it puts you in high places
It sets you on high tables
It unexpectedly open doors
Some folks call it luck
But I know it as GRACE.
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
On this Earth, there are
millions of people that
walk these moonlit streets.
And nothing compares to the
favor the moon has for you.
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC
Do me a favor
Can you come find me
The way the sea finds the shore
In ways I found
The hues of blues in the sky
Have no reflections on the ground
Or in certain times
I find peace in slivers of light
Filtering through windows at midnight
Will you seek me out
Even as I hide in layers
Under my own smiles
Do me a favor
Will you come running
Even as I run away
I’ll be extending my arms
I’ll be running backwards
Looking at you
I’ll tell you to stop chasing
But do me a favor
Don’t listen
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 7:50 PM UTC
Till that time
When
You were stranger
So do I
Just as a myth
Forever was far away
Within
A second or less
It belongs to us
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC
Is the moon not hung right tonight?
Can you not just help make me the world bright.
Oh no it is not bright.
Too much not to take a life.
The victim is not right.
After all heat of day.
All the others went away.
You were the one who stayed.
Help me in this fight.
Because the odds are not in my favor.
Is this alright.
The kind that cures wild behavior.
I need to have a little time to get adjusted.
Because the doors open.
Then the bolts are busted.
At risk, for a heart I am hoping.
Just give me time.
Time to not waste and throw away.
In myself just what I find.
Now on the ground I lay.
The victim of another day.
Can not throw it all away.
Soon maybe I will see.
Forever a victim I cannot be.
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
In her favor
She made him
To promise 1000 causes
With it
He too learned, how to break it
Softly
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 1:58 AM UTC
Men are so funny. Well not just men but people. We as people can be filled with greed. We want everything that shines even things that don’t. If it is accessible all takers on deck. It becomes as a game it seems. That looks good let me try it out. I might not be able to afford it yet I want it anyway. Are you bills paid while you are making all of those outstanding purchases? Do you really need or just want that new pair of shoes? Do you have to have take-out every single day? Do you know how to use the stove to prepare food for yourself?
All of these things are of greed and laziness. Showing a lack of appreciation for what you already have. While not taking care of what is already owned. Worst of all forgetting that times get hard and you should preserve what you have. The entire time that you had her, no she wasn’t always happy but she loved you and had your back.
She self-medicated to stay afloat. To deal with the crap that you put out. While you flirted and danced with others when she was out of town. You called and texted and thought that she would not find out.
You forgot her worth, yes there were times that she messed up. When you forgive it should have been forgotten.
My brother you threw it in her face every chance you got.
That was because she called you on your mess. You felt that she was close to blowing up your spot. She should have been the only spot that you blew up.
Now she is leaving you and you are remembering what you had. She probably has a new man that treats her better. Bro you can’t get mad. You should have loved her when you had the chance. Now she is gone and you are all alone. Now you are sad wishing that you would have loved her when you had her.
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 9:25 AM UTC
It seems, not mutual
It was, just me
Save me, from myself
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 7:29 PM UTC
I guess I didn't notice
when you went away
Comments and critique from you
absent, from my day
How many accounts, I'll never know
how trite and so clique
An ego over inflated
and my oh my, ever so passe
Blocking me, I couldn't see
with nothing more
too say
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 11:30 AM UTC
money speaks in an accent
few can quite
understand
there's a certain inflection on
the cash forked out by
a hand
a tongue knowing
how to enunciate
will garner favors
which nicely inflate
the dialect is foreign
and of an unusual
hone
those having an ear for it
receive a likeable
tone
talking quids requires
a most refined voice
where the buyer has an
unfair advantage of choice
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 7:22 PM UTC