Mike Finley

Rookie (July 4,1950 / Flint, Michigan)

Mike Finley Poems

1. Living Without Friends 2/28/2006
2. Be A Better Poet 4/2/2006
3. The Spot 4/23/2006
4. A Prayer For Truth 4/24/2006
5. A Prayer At Planting Time 4/26/2006
6. Gise Pedersen Sets Me Straight On A Matter Of Natural History 3/4/2006
7. Moab 3/5/2006
8. When We Are Gone 3/5/2006
9. Lullabye 3/9/2006
10. Your Human Being 2/28/2006
11. Witnesses 2/28/2006
12. Horses Work Hard 3/6/2006
13. The Dogs Of Madison Square 3/8/2006
14. Embarrass 5/18/2006
15. Icky 5/18/2006
16. Landing In Las Vegas 5/18/2006
17. Traffic Stopper 5/18/2006
18. Little Bighorn 5/23/2006
19. The Toggle Switch 5/24/2006
20. My Darling Serpentine 5/25/2006
21. Return Of The Non-Native 5/26/2006
22. On A Bridge 5/26/2006
23. Pointless 5/27/2006
24. The Jeffers Petroglyphs 5/27/2006
25. Rosary 5/27/2006
26. Forty Below 5/27/2006
27. Rustic 5/27/2006
28. In Kansas 5/27/2006
29. Poetry 5/29/2006
30. Perspective 5/31/2006
31. Mescal Has Steamboat Run With Thedogs 5/31/2006
32. Sergeant Ernesto Gallegos Abolishes Higher Rank 5/31/2006
33. Bernal Diaz At Prayer Before The Massacre,1519 5/31/2006
34. Sleeping On My Hands 2/28/2006
35. A Prayer For Redefinition 4/27/2006
36. Garfunkel 2/20/2008
37. Shampoo 2/20/2008
38. Sometimes The Soul Will Hotfoot It Away 2/22/2008
39. The Soul Loves The World More Than You Know 2/25/2008
40. To The Soul Every Day Is The Sabbath 2/26/2008
Best Poem of Mike Finley

A Prayer For Resilience

As the mountain hungers to be made flat
So I burn for your salvation.

Help me to forgive the airplanes
strafing me on the skyscraper.

The centipedes in the pillowcase
know not what they do.

Spread open my chest with a spring-clamp
And let my heartbeat keep my time.

These trembling hands want work.
These clapping lips want song.

To you I lift a styrofoam cup.
Pile on, dear God, pile on!



(2006)

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The Audience

Sometimes I played out in back of the meat mart,
hoping maybe the Polanskys would see me,
let me into the pool,
let me ride the horses,
or let me watch Steve's go-kart.

One day I opened a drum by the rendering plant.
Inside were the eyes of a hundred head of cattle,
some looking this way,

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