Best Fleetness 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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Famished and flagging footsoldiers;
formerly fitters and farmers.
Facing fatigue, fitful fever,
faeces and foul, foetid fungi.
Fostering feelings, frustrated,
for this faraway, foreign field.

Forsaking fissures and furrows,
forced forwards with fleetness of foot.
Firearms flash and fragments fly far,
feigning the firmament aflame.
Fighting so fierce and ferocious,
fratricide set free on this field.

Fuelled...

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Among Solomon’s first love commands in the book of his Song of Songs,

He adjures the young maidens by the gazelle, and how charm makes them strong.

For the gazelle is a gorgeous creature with  beauty and unequalled grace.

She moves with elan and fleetness of foot,...

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Famished and flagging footsoldiers;
facing fatigue, fitful fever,
faeces and foul, foetid fungi.
Fostering feelings, frustrated,
for this faraway, foreign field.

Forays so fraught with fine failure;
forfeiting furtive and fiendish,
fatally fettered from the first.
Forged by such fatuous fawners,
for folly to feud for a field.

Forced forwards with fleetness of foot;
firearms flash...

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LOVE POEMS II

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, dating and marriage. On an amusing note, my steamy Baudelaire translations have become popular with the pros ? **** stars and escort services!



Le Balcon (The Balcony)
by...

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White Lilacs

Memories rise
   like the scent of lilacs in the air
   simple yet fragrant filled with now forgotten cares,
once so important
   nothing could contain them
   as life hurried forward not seeing  round the bend.
Lessons learned too...

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Where Does the Butterfly Go?
by Michael R. Burch

for the children of the Holocaust and the Nakba

Where does the butterfly go
when lightning rails,
when thunder howls,
when hailstones scream,
when winter scowls,
when nights compound dark frosts with snow ...
Where does the butterfly go?

Where does the rose hide its bloom
when...

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Fire of the Forrest Dragon
I foretold the coming storm
The signs so plainly warn
Like sparks floating amongst a darkening night 
The earthen moistures and cool air descending  
My conjecture observed gave proof of my foretell
I viewed the sky’s nightning fire as prelude’s transforming
Luminous like the...

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'Time's restless surrender is but a charade,
tender and giving, but meant to dissuade'...by poet

If Time has its way, we must surrender
to each moment passing swiftly beyond
But my preference is as contender
to own these moments: for I've become fond
of those I create and Time would abscond.

Time,...

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Should a caveman or woman accidentally wander into our time zone,
He or she would feel right at home,
With their keen ear easily able to interpret our not-so-subtle Grunts,
And groans.
Their good eyesight and sense of smell soon aiding them in finding a free meal.
On many a...

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Moccasins crunching on crusted snow,
wolf-fur hood warming what I breathe,
jogging with lance and tomahawk,
other friends spread out, left and right.

The wapiti run before us,
big elk, eight or so moving,
no chance with fleetness of foot
to run down or diner out here.

They approach a wood bound by...

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Dear Lord You have seen fit
          To bestow on us this year
       The beauty in the morning sun
           The fleetness...

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Her opponents on the court
Must battle inner quaking
In anticipation of the shots
That she will soon be making.

Watching her attack the ball
Is so intimidating,
I would hate to be the one
Across the net, just waiting.

As a fan, I watch in awe – 
Her power, strength and muscle,
Plus...

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She was kinder than light
to an up-reaching flower
and sweeter than rain
to the bees in their bower
where anemones blush
at the affections they shower,
and love’s shocking power.

She shocked me to life,
but soon left me to wither.
I was listless without her,
nor could I be with her. 
I fell...

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