Best Bedchamber Poems

The Moon as a Metaphor for Your Mouth
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a lozenge of sugar.

When I held you in my arms, I...

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Lady fair...my fairmaiden
I picture you in your bedchamber
facing your vanity contemplating
the sad beauty,of raven locks
glinting emerald eyes,which cry
only within',as no tears are
to be seen on your self reflection

The knowing of your one true love
....uncertainty is his return
as you slowly brush out ebony curls
trying to smile...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette.
Say Darling Edward, say, Golubushka, make me come alive.
Leave this chapel, return to his cradle, quicken your...

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She reunited with her lover
He has been away from home
For millennia

She waited alone
In the isolated cold and space
But she did not want the children
To think about their father

She as both mother and father
The duties and responsibilities
Were left to her
How could she denied them
Angelic faces that...

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You Never Listened
by Michael R. Burch
 
You never listened,
though each night the rain
wove its patterns again
and trembled and glistened...
 
You were not watching,
though each night the stars
shone, brightening the tears
in her eyes palely fetching...
 
You paid love no notice,
though she lay in my arms
as the...

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I am walking in your footprints again. My bare feet are so small when contained within the imprint of your own We have walked this soft grassy road, side by side. Now I walk only with your essence. I feel the brush of your skin...

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Chinese Poets: English Translations

These are modern English translations of poems by some of the greatest Chinese poets of all time, including Du Fu, Huang O, Li Bai, Li Ching-jau, Li Qingzhao, Po Chu-I, Tzu Yeh, Yau Ywe-Hwa and Xu Zhimo.



Lines from Laolao Ting Pavilion
by Li...

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Sisters (Cassandra and Jane)

Cassandra and her Jenny
could not dwell long apart,
they shared the same bedchamber
and beating of one heart.

When parted they wrote letters
where sibling love would shine.
In every sentence written,
sweet laughter flowed like wine.

Cassandra's love for Jenny
was in the end employed,
for fondness of her sister
those...

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Nightshade seduction
arouse androidal desires
to taste the dangerous pleasure pill
that only humans are allowed to feel
Love poisons the non-emotional circuitry;
flip the kill switch ... flood the doppelganger dead wife body 
with corrupting, electrical ecstasy
Suicidal sirens are vibrational moaning ... 
trailing off in the aural distance 
Is...

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She sits alone within the hall
Close to the fire keeping her warm
Silken dress worn threadbare
Watching fire sprites dance and flare.

Dreaming of someone in her heart
Lonlieness pierces like a dart
Within  candle light glow
Her tears not to show.

From her bedchamber she creeps
Hoping not to fall on...

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Mother's love grew into a sour myth.
I spewed out her milk
into the stygian sea
that brought the merchants
whose merchandise were deep, immortal musings
on a new-found love.

Solitude was there
filled with eros that left
every monk defiled.
Unclad she was and full-breasted.
She had a flair for the seductress art that...

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She was a pallor woman, says the mirror on the 
Wall above her bureau:  A tranquil woman too, 
Says her diary which lay near her bed on the
Floor; and a deathless woman, says the crimson
Stain upon her blouse that lay draped over a 
Chair...

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Dragon slain, all set aright
Maiden held in arms so tight  
His blue eyes saw future bright
They reached the castle by night

Bathed and dressed in virgin white
To bedchamber she did alight
He was moved and moaned outright
Suppressed passion did ignite

He forgot what to recite
Every word had...

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The Love Song Of Shu-Sin
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Darling of my heart, my belovéd, 
your enticements are sweet, sweeter than honey. 
Darling of my heart, my belovéd, 
your enticements are sweet, sweeter than honey. 

You have captivated me; I stand trembling before you. 
Darling,...

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Through shadowy veils of my mournful mind is
the vastness of iridescent stars,
their hopeful light does not comfort me.
The very thought of not being in the treasure
of your presence awakens the dulling grief of
my heart's loneliness.
The unkind Ravens have alighted on my 
cold sill,
perching in their...

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