Best Aurorean Poems

I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping

In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world...

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I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping

In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published by Songs of Innocence, The Aurorean, Contemporary Rhyme



Roses for a...

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These are poems about starlight and moonlight, moons and stars, dreams and visions, illuminations and intimations …



Will There Be Starlight
by Michael R. Burch 

Will there be starlight
tonight
while she gathers
damask
and lilac
and sweet-scented heathers?

And will she find flowers, 
or will she find thorns
guarding the petals
of roses unborn?...

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Juvenilia: Early Poems XII

Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch

for Beth

Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashion,
but wildly, in despair.

Because you came to me in my black torment
and...

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When golden starlight abandons darkened skies
and halcyon silence greets the paling of dawn...
that's when I am able to solemnly contemplate
my awakened sentiments in tranquil solitude.
Before the world awakens as if in a rendezvous,
I linger amidst an interlude, a quiescent tryst.

When darkness fades to aurorean glints,
I...

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expectant motherhood 
   doth generate aurorean
glowing halo, inducing 
   jubilant kickstarter lil bean, 

administering capitalone 
   earthlinked joyful lyft, 
   natural pheromone readying cerulean
tommorrow, venerated x2c gleam
zinging bounteous 

   dizzying feelings hormones houseclean
jackanapes leviathon nestling...

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(following on figurative heals 
   sans, l'amour, 
i.e.,and that bastard conception 
   of life, liberty, and the
pursuit by George - Marshall ling, Grant 
   ting, and Bing Frank.)

Expectant motherhood generates aurorean
sonogram x-ray zooms 
   bringing developed fetus...

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Like runaway water 
you run to meet your lover, 
the death.

The hidden story, 
spurts many questions.

You want the 
severed head of the pen 
back,to write the destiny.

The savage resurgence 
of abducting-
the aurorean light,

will demand a 
heavy price, since the 
cease-fire had melted down.

The lotus-eaters 
will...

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Nashville and Andromeda
by Michael R. Burch

I have come to sit and think in the darkness once again.
It is three a.m.; outside, the world sleeps . . .

How nakedly now and unadorned
the surrounding hills
expose themselves
to the lithographies of the detached moonlight—
breasts daubed by the lanterns
of the...

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The Leveler
by Michael R. Burch

The nature of Nature
is bitter survival
from Winter’s bleak fury
till Spring’s brief revival.

The weak implore Fate;
bold men ravish, dishevel her . . .
till both are cut down
by mere ticks of the Leveler.

Published by The Lyric, Tucumcari Literary Review, Romantics Quarterly and The...

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The Solar Spring is breathtaking sending out itself everywhere
a sense of renewal is arising, growing, budding, and blooming.

The groundbreaking is taxing the granules of rich earthen sod
as new life seeks out the world above and the waiting wonder.

Aurorean presence breaks dawn light relishing the early...

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