Charnel Poems - Poems about Charnel

Plight of the Wight

...Never again to know fresh air,
Combing worms from my matted hair.
No one remains who’d ever care —
Tied to my grave, this lonesome baire.
I must escape the sun’s harsh glare,
Tread carefully dow...

FORGE AHEAD

... FORGE AHEAD

Forge ahead, spines are steel
anger, tragedy, treachery heal
betrayal merely a step on ladders
Golden Age arises, Kali Age passes 
fragrant oysters in Bloomsbury Blue
man...

WHEELCHAIR BOUND

... WHEELCHAIR BOUND

Dots appeared and disappeared 
a single sunray flashed onto 
wheelspokes, canvas seat 
 comfortably frayed 
bought secondhand
her unexercis...

Spring's Abysmal Guile

...Spring’s Abysmal Guile
By Sy Roth

A vapor rises, rank as the charnel pit,
a corruption of a miasma vast,
as though some sepulcher, long sealed,
split its stony jaws to breathe.
Vile exhalatio...

Reflections Upon Mine Gender Identity Redux

...Reflections upon mine gender identity redux

Although heterosexual 
predilections punctuated
physiological pulsations 
about five inches below
innie belly button of mine 
showcasing undersize
...

Nothing There

...You left. I’m not full of anything but nothingness. 
It’s an interesting feeling, nothingness. It hurts so badly you’d think something was there. But when I check, it’s empty. There’s nothing there....

The Birthhday

...The birthday

The old man is grumpy the women sit in the kitchen
talking about him, “to think he drove all that way without a break.”
Don’t they know driving is simpler than walking?
The women i...

Autumn Is For Dead Poets

...Trees turn their features inward.
Cool winds
wander in like stray cats.

A fiery death is in the air.
the party colors
are flame and ash.

Leafy campfires
burn the residue of mammoth bones
...

Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 53

...“Good Councilman, I believe that my father created a vault somewhere in this room at the same time that he commissioned the stained glass window to be installed.  I believe that as the sun rises it w...

On Looking At Schiller's Skull Translation Goethe

...ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULL
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Here in this charnel-house full of bleaching bones,
like yesteryear’s
fading s...

Mausoleum Man

...Oh longest time it seems yiv dreamt, me Mausoleum Man,
Coffed in Mummy's charnel home stove 'round your stonewings' span.

You Monk brod in yar bunkous cell, 'tween sellow stone sainwalls,
All hu...

Mirrors Don'T Lie About Frank and Ernest Portrayal

...Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...

Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing displeasing likeness
Matthew Scott Harris, a grow...

No Mark

...No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
...

The Soft Centre

...Looking inside the mirror

Rambling thoughts
Reflection in a window
Standing still
Frozen in time
Is this me?
Shall I not
Be anything
So many information.
Are my views
Mine
Or are other p...

Vampire Take Heed of What You Sow

...He drank, thirsting for her;
with stygian lips pressed to her neck,
She was exsanguinated.

The squalid night-beast, left her lifeless body, 
behind an alley dumpster. 
No moonlight ...

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