Charnel Poems - Poems about Charnel

...Reflections upon mine gender identity redux Although heterosexual predilections punctuated physiological pulsations about five inches below innie belly button of mine showcasing undersize ......Read the rest...

..."By definition, a ghost is unable to bonk anybody -- save the believer in ghosts." -- a Rational exorcist of all no things "supernatural" * * * Now, once upon a time there l......Read the rest...

...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.......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...“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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...Black night, Await the solar charnel steeds, Await the noon, Await the blacker, richer dawn. Pale heresy dispatched The light brin......Read the rest...

...Once wars were fought with sticks and stones to flog the flesh and batter bones and conquer lands, defending thrones - though gods provoke, not one atones. The multitude (by hordes beset with......Read the rest...

...yet the people rebelled against me in the wilderness locusts and wild honey he poured out his wrath on them yet i did what would keep it from profaned in the eyes of the fighting nations do not......Read the rest...