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Not Leave for Winter

Perhaps I’ll lose my leaves and stay this year,
To join winter’s bleakest winds and hours; 
My northeast friends will leave and disappear
For southern sun and obsequious flowers.

Only a stray, grey squirrel will appear
To find if nut from fall may still be found.
My thin bark may be gnawed by hungry deer
As no food may be found

Categories: demiurge, winter,
Form: Sonnet

Auguries From Apophenia

NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy-

NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering-

NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths or thrice-past-madness witnesses to Tantalus' entelechy.


IT wasn't borne on echoes whooping back from Death's sublime ecstasies;
WASN'T found in belching peals abounding out of Entropy's anamnestic reveries-

AND even the Twin Trees'

Categories: demiurge, allegory, dark, horror, mystery,
Form: Free verse

Sonnets Xcviii-C

Sonnets XCVIII-CII

Willy Nilly
by Michael R. Burch

for the Demiurge aka Yahweh/Jehovah 

Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
You made the stallion,
you made the filly,
and now they sleep
in the dark earth, stilly.
Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?

Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
You forced them to run
all their days uphilly.
They ran till they dropped—
life’s a pickle, dilly.
Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?

Isn’t it

Categories: demiurge, bible, christian, god, heaven,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Demiurge

Nothing happens in the place of forever, just
The vagaries of the universe with no orderly manners.
Let me pause - and I will exist no longer, as much as 
Insanity does without the tools of torment and pain.
At the feet of a Demiurge and his phalanx one is being judged,
Broken and subdued is the flesh of

Categories: demiurge, meaningful,
Form: Imagism

Willy Nilly

Willy Nilly
by Michael R. Burch

for the Demiurge aka Yahweh and Jehovah 

Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
You made the stallion,
you made the filly,
and now they sleep
in the dark earth, stilly.
Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
 
Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly?
You forced them to run
all their days uphilly.
They ran till they dropped—
life’s a pickle, dilly.
Isn’t it silly, Willy

Categories: demiurge, christian, creation, faith, god,
Form: Verse

The Demiurge

Perplexed by riddles and betrayed by Time,
The lonely spirit travels far adrift
On the horizon’s dim and distant line,
In search of other souls, both strong and swift.

From the eternal temple of the gods
Come roiling forth three dark and ruthless birds,
Which carry in their beaks three magic rods
Upon whose sight the dread of men is stirred.

The golden

Categories: demiurge, death, humanity, life, myth,
Form: Rhyme

Into the Demiurge

Darkness envelops 
the city 
  the demiurge is open for business
    hookers on the street 
show their wares
   Speed freaks hearts 
beat like bongo drums
In the shadows 
   a needle pierces flesh 
Night people come out 
   in the shadows 
The smell of stale beer

Categories: demiurge, passion, urban, people, city,
Form: Ballad