Long Desecrates Poems

Winter Awakens My Care
anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter awakens all my care
as leafless trees grow bare.
For now my sighs are fraught
whenever it enters my thought:
regarding this world's joy,
how everything...

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“Sophisticated lady” gropes the table at her bedside, blindly taking random swipes to kill the morning scream 
That shatters little privacies she shares with no one else, and steals, with full impunity, her one recurring...

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“Sophisticated lady” gropes the table at her bedside, blindly taking random swipes to kill the morning scream 
That shatters little privacies she shares with no one else, and steals, with full impunity, her one recurring...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem
Old English Poem (i.e., Anglo-Saxon Poem) from the Exeter Book, ca. 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this sun
and...

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The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem and The Riming Poem - Part II
anonymous Old English Poem from the Exeter Book, circa 990 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

He who granted me life created this...

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In this world of sorrows and heartaches,
Some hearts may only know the sounds of grief.
Some souls could not fathom the depth of distress.
"Heaven where art thou?", I used to ask myself. 

The anxious sound of...

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Remonstrations, protestations, recriminations
In the wake of a calamity that strikes below the belt
In communities decimated and disabled by insinuations
Brought to a head when fickle feelings melt

As tempers in embers flare
In scenarios of utter disbelief prompted...

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An empty echo bellows from within the depths of a chasm. Endless and cold, it moans an apathy that desecrates the sanctity of love and alters the signal of all feeling and emotion. It reaches...

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Poison ivy of assumption
a seed transforms into vines
your very branches tread fine lines. 

Cut off the ones that offend you. 
Watch as the ivy desecrates the character you never were. 
Hearsay convoluted, convictions flawed. 
Are...

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Death By Murder: 

Murky water left to drink 
floating particles of death. 

Erie presence leaves discontent. 
As something wicked floats in it. 

The bone chilling cold wind doth blow 
off Lake Erie with flurry snow....

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holding onto the fears of our fathers
and to some new forms of paranoia
the wind easily scatters us like feathers
you wouldn’t think we’re the descends of Noah

the mind is divorced from the heart
so desensitised we don’t...

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The streetlights cast empty shadows,
Stretching across the roads of destiny. 
The ghost of a time long past glows,
Echoing secrets long lost to me. 
It’s now the time to rise,
Building up a structure so flawless. 
The...

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Titanic battle unfold as foreseen and planned 
Almost the egg and the chick story ever told 
A complex battle and partnership that desecrates 
While they flex for supremacy of a land barren

Tomorrow’s temples lie in...

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A world in which love desecrates
A mind into such empty life
Is one you would most likely hate
And stab into yourself a knife
Or one in which you reach for stars
But they still seem so far away
It's...

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