Michael Burch Poet Sonnet

An Ordinary Swoon

In this Ordinary Swoon
by Michael R. Burch

In this ordinary swoon
as I pass from life to death,
I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;
I feel no sympathy for breath.

Who I am and why I came,
I do not know; nor does it matter.
The end of every man’s the same
and every god’s as mad as a hatter.

I do not fear the letting go;
I only fear the clinging on
to hope when there’s no hope, although
I lift my face to the blazing sun

and feel the greater intensity
of the wilder inferno within me.

Keywords-Tags-Hashtags: life and death, heat, fire, inferno, passion, cold, coolness, breath, purpose of life, god, religion, hope, sun, moon, winter, sunset, visionary

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Unseeking Seeker February 21, 2021 at 9:09 PM Enjoyed!

Mystic Rose Rose February 13, 2021 at 5:36 AM In the face of re incarnation and death we go fearless into the sun, when we got soul power and belief to back us up. I really enjoyed your poem this morning dear Michael.