Mike Finley

Rookie (July 4,1950 / Flint, Michigan)

Mike Finley Poems

41. Fat Man High In The Apple Tree 7/8/2008
42. It Wasn'T Your Birthday Al 7/8/2008
43. Indictus 7/10/2008
44. At Fifty Eight 7/22/2008
45. Other Women 8/4/2008
46. Cloud 8/20/2008
47. Happy Birthday Charlie Potts 8/21/2008
48. ~l'Abbaye De Les Abeilles 10/17/2008
49. ~le Cahier 10/17/2008
50. ~la Cave 10/17/2008
51. ~aubade 10/17/2008
52. ~le Bain 10/17/2008
53. ~la Poete Du Mal 10/17/2008
54. ~les Cartes Postales 10/17/2008
55. ~le Train Envers 11/24/2008
56. ~les 'Cryptoportiques' 11/25/2008
57. ~nature Morte 11/25/2008
58. ~les Sanglieres 11/25/2008
59. ~mm-Hmm 11/25/2008
60. ~la Frommage Lazare 11/25/2008
61. ~la Femme 11/25/2008
62. ~les Vacances Sont Fini 11/25/2008
63. When The Soul Is Young It Knows Everything 3/18/2008
64. The Soul Followeth Its Nose 3/25/2008
65. The Soul Is Impatient With Fidgeting 3/30/2008
66. Not Everyone Possesses A Soul. 3/31/2008
67. The Soul Is Not Perfect, Gets Set In Its Ways 2/29/2008
68. ~beheaded 12/17/2008
69. ~unmitigated Gall 12/17/2008
70. Meditation 3/10/2006
71. Song Of Shams 4/22/2006
72. Emigrant Song 5/26/2006
73. Pathetic Fallacy 5/31/2006
74. Hot And Cold Running Good Friday 5/31/2006
75. A Girl Named Dave 5/31/2006
76. Nighttime At The Christian Retreat 2/28/2006
77. ~les Oiseaux 10/17/2008
78. Yellow Steeple 5/26/2006
79. The Audience 2/28/2006
80. Cycling 5/31/2006

Comments about Mike Finley

  • Cheryl Grussing (5/18/2018 1:34:00 AM)

    Hats off to you for your many avenues of writing.

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  • Goldy Locks (6/25/2006 8:23:00 PM)

    Finley, where have you bin?


    You are a breath of fresh air, Mike, a welcome addition to our little dysfunctional family. From the poetry of yours that I have read, I am quite impressed with you as a word artist. Your sense of humor and devil-may-care attitude about critics or self-proclaimed experts is fun to play with. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

  • Michael Shepherd (5/20/2006 6:38:00 AM)

    Mike, I tried to find words to express what your poems mean to me...

  • ***** ********* (5/20/2006 4:48:00 AM)

    You have shamed me Mike! You have made me laugh, you have made me think more than twice. You have chastised me for many a vice, but you have also always been nice. I have been slight in my comments of your work, because there are so many of my subjects to spead myself amongst, but you are a poet of fine imagery and insight, stretching back through a long and successful career. You are a fair and fine man and an inspiration to all who read you. Is that ok? lol Grinning at you, Tai

Best Poem of Mike Finley

A Prayer For Poets

Let a thing be what we say it is,
if a donkey is eating corn
let the donkey not be an allegory
nor the corn a corn byproduct.

Let us not despise readers
for not 'getting us'
when we did nothing to let them in,
and everything to keep them out.

Let every offering be a gift,
first from you and then from us.
Let 'Let this serve you well'
be both credo and apologia.

Do not let us fall down
the well of our awareness.
Neither let us feel special
Just because we hear music.

Lead us not into obscurity,
and deliver us from ...

Read the full of A Prayer For Poets

Sleeping On My Hands

I sleep on my hands every night.
As I pull the covers around me
and prepare to let go,
first on my right side,
then on my left,
I bunch both hands under the pillows,
holding my head up through the night.

My head must need to be held up so,

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