Innocence Poems

The heart sparkles with emotions  that very time you’ve found someone new. It’s like a whirlwind that hits  you! You want that feeling to stay infinite. It tastes special, fragrant  and unique. It gets into you the...Read More

He said "Give me one last kiss. A way to say goodbye. I know you want to."
But I am no one's last supper. I will not serve the last feast to the one who crucified me.
God didn't create me to...Read More

A white Santa showed a child the skin tone of the top brass
A white doll to an innocent black girl contrasts ugliness

A white wedding was beauty redefined as a cloak on a lass
A white Jesus, before we repented, repainted righteousness

A...Read More

Rejection
a roundel by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your beauty from your heart has so erased
Pity, that it's useless to complain;
For Pride now holds your mercy by a chain.

I'm guiltless, yet my sentence has been passed.
I tell you truly,...Read More

Upon our first meeting, fear ran to my fingertips.
Within a few choice words,
The tingling became the titillation of lust.

You opened a door, its hinges rusted,
its boards warped by time.
The sirens in my soul sang to me, warning of the danger
yet...Read More

 
sweet little one
so tiny
dear
and
precious
a sleeping beauty
a mother’s pride
in premium exclusivity
a ticking mystery
the single aunt’s enigma



posted on February 24, 2020...Read More

State of perception placates
sun or moon
incubi or mindful art
dreamlike lays or lucidity

a place of rest where we are restless
turning in and tuning out
body's give but souls still shout
exuberantly in the echo chamber of the heart

arrows bent and often missed
butterflies all...Read More

darken cloud and vengeful wind, cast a shadow upon the land. he stands with her hand in hand. so the die was cast fated love was at last burning bright the world was set alight.  then the forces of...Read More

meandering
along the hinterland
relentlessly I search 
for innocent love
in the remoteness
of unspoilt territory…
a hopeless romantic
making inroads into
inaccessibility

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Sonnet And Rhyme, A Double Presentation

Are Poets Truly Born To Be Cannon Fodder

Heart struck, blood-let by black arrows thus shot
within soul- can not poetry reward,
those that ink giving freely all they got
playing face up, each and every card?

Does this darkened...Read More

This Darkened World And Its Many Hidden Wolves

My what long sharp and poisonous teeth you sport
as you wander through flowering meadows so sweet
"but the lambs, the lambs"- is slay them your great retort
as you stomp deeper holes around your bloody...Read More

When I was young my mother's hand
Led me through a joyful land
Where neither war nor hate exist
Nor something more I must resist 

Where nothing but the night is black
And black is never dark for lack
Of something bright or greater light
But...Read More

I wish I were a favorite poem,
with world waking verse.
One easily remembered 
and often rehearsed.

I wish I were love. 
All kinds of love,
specially the kind 
from heaven above.

I wish I were
the perfect Kiss,
that moment of supreme bliss 
the kind you...Read More

A cool whistling breeze precedes the first light
My curtains dance at the window filtering though the daylight
A sound of a distant cock crow and chirping birds
Are like protest against my guilty lazy bones still in bed
I breathe the innocence of...Read More

What? I'm not eating your roses.
I am adjusting my whiskers.
I don't care for salads anyway.
Just watching this pathetic
Excuse for a plant self-destruct.
...Read More

In fleeting amusement, hair of sunlight
and brown cinnamon, powder scent soft skin,
rosy cheeks and freckles on her little nose;
runs round and round, behind curtains
and furniture, knocking down pictures;
chased after by her hound in waves of laughter.

A faithful and constant companion,
lingers...Read More

Innocence confronts a world that’s corrupt
addicted to sin
and thrill of the win,
where suppressed emotions spew and erupt.
Although naught is said
innocence gets shed.
And as children prepare for reality
trading fantasy dreams for hyperbole,
time chases its shadow.

But adolescence’s adrenaline rush
sets you free at...Read More

Children in the schoolyard pierce the sky with vital cheer.
Their joyful octave shouting wrecks the register.
Vernal offspring sounds wing and zoom like morning moths,
over Eiffel Tower challenges ahead.
Let us celebrate these golden moments short-lived though they are, as they cannot...Read More

VIRTUE – A REWRITE

Honesty! True to my heart’s sole desire,
a quest to find love’s eternal design
to satisfy my hearts yearning fire
with a soft caress, gentleness benign.
Virtue! In excellence and in weakness,
wherefore to keep the gift of innocence
yet let passion free...Read More

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The broken soul still lives in the crescent moon of yesterday's Halleluja sod  
our memory holds a story of innocence and our shouts of praises, to God ! 


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Her hair was fire her eyes the sea,
standing face to face your no longer free.
Like a spell that's cast your minds not your own,
prisoner of love in the danger zone.

A daydream would flash when I felt her near,
I'd open a...Read More

Look at you looking at me
My only son’s one son
A very cute mini version of me
A new generation to carry on my name
Your whole life ahead of you

Look at you looking at me
Eyes glowing with possibilities
Your mind a clean blank...Read More

Ataraxis

Of that, that lazed in the league composed,
faraway sights gifted reserve from activewear a euphuistic fence,
the settling dust of undisturbed light flickers an arrival.

Yon an ornate circular gate is a varied stone patterned garden,
and a sparsed generous scattering of diverse...Read More

Ah to be three again
to have the world
by the tail
out in full force
swinging
wildly
flying
by the seat
of our pants
the universe
lining up to
hand out opportunities



posted on February 15, 2020...Read More

To strangers we portray a first impression of our choice
We always employ the a natural tone in my voice
A stranger’s curiosity evokes our own
Mistrust clouds us, kindness is easier to reckon

Their amicable innocence is like a mirror
That cedes unadulterated judgments...Read More