Long Idealized Poems

Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but her thorn.


The...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the winter hoar
and shed her dress;
companionless,
she shivers—nude, forlorn.

Published...

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To a Daughter More Precious than Gems
by Otomo no Sakanoue no Iratsume
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Heaven's cold dew has fallen—
and thus another season arrives.
Oh, my child living so far away,
do you pine for me...

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LOVE POEMS V

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, about life, the dream of love, virtue, a first kiss, a first crush, the birth of a first relationship, the joy of a first love...

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New Year Poetry

Auld Lange Syne
by Robert Burns
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days for which we pine?

For times we shared, my darling,
Days passed,...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love

(  “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.)

Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love
'neath a canopy...

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"Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary is considered Flaubert’s masterpiece, and, according to some,...

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Narrow and shallow shining laser focus 
     into chasm while teetering on brink
akin to scurrying thru microcosmic burrow 
     of microscopic Manhattan skyscrapers 
   ...

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Methinks muss elf akin to a cold prickly...

being analogous to a
limp biscuit viz
wussy wonky willy,
yet back in the day
rolling in hay worm
may at large cavorted
frolicked, and idealized
as a warm fuzzy.

Though aforementioned title
slightly risqué and silly,
yours...

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As a bouncing baby boy
syne of tragic travails in the offing tolled
courtesy analogous bell think Pavlov's employ;
yours truly me mama's apron strings rolled
secure around stubby fingers brought joy
created and garnered webbed wold
between she who helped...

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Blue men talking, standing askance.
Boasting through insecurity's dance.
Hands on their hips, changing lead. 
Reacting on cue, shifting need.
Negotiating through, 
judgment with a glance.
Women walking, asking what's new.
Gossip, the only bile they spew.
Hand flicks hair, waiting...

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You're a lie,
You're an end of my novel that's missing,
You're a sculpture
That's carved by my hands out of ice,
You're a portrait,
Drawn perfectly, still not existing,
You're a myth,
An illusion, but idealized.

From the height of your now...

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You're My Nature

On all the things that caught my eyes
You're the perfect paragon of Paradise
When I think of a place that grows the seeds of beauty
You've turn my imaginations into reality
I can't idealized a better...

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My intellect is what helps me.
I can jump into the purely rational space and deal. 

But it's very lonely. 
I lived like that for years at a time. 

And, we sometimes love an idealized version of someone, the...

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Our dance began in the spring, it was meant to be.
There was a glimpse of heaven in your perfect smile.
Although imprisoned by desire, I still felt free!
Yet pleasure turned to pain after a little while.

My...

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My words may feel so cold,
Yet this feeling of falling and then trying to be so loving
Eventually misleads me to feeling like she or myself 
Is gradually shoving my feelings through an invisible door.

It’s all...

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I often lay underneath the willow tree
Look upon a sky boundless and unlimited
The opposite of man really
Beckon the gods
Beckon the earth to pity me with answers
Where am I going? 
What am I? 

We often are...

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"A vast majority of human females delight in putting a 
baby's welfare at risk --
its entire life."
-- one not "with child" 
or "Baby On Board"

*   *   *

But endless eons several vast...

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I had to admit that it was different.
Part of me feels like we needed to reconnect in order to facilitate a proper goodbye
and not admit to ourselves that it was idealized.
We deserved that, at least
I...

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while you smile at me, i'll try to pry
the smirk off my face. and as your giggles fade
without a trace, i'll erase any remnants
of my tough guy mask.  all you have to do is...

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The Reality of Married Life

By Elton Camp

An idealized view of marriage causes creation
For young folks of an impossible expectation
That all will be lovey-dovey for day after day
And that it will always stay just that same...

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ALPHABETS OF LOVE
_____________________

Cannot be Assigned.
Cannot be Bargained.
Cannot be Conceived. 
Cannot be Designed.
Cannot be Erased.
Cannot be Fantasized.
Cannot be Gilded.
Cannot be Humerised. 
Cannot be Idealized. 
Cannot be Juxtaposed.
Cannot be Kerneled.
Cannot be Legitamised.
Cannot be Mortalised.
Cannot be Noanofied.
Cannot be...

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"The universe is an implacable force sans any intention period."
-- Physics 101, 
Lesson 1: "The Horror!  The Horror!"  
 
*   *   *  
 
In Dixie, all us kin...

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My wrath, O Allah, I do so swear, is not the aftermath of my bad temper
It’s my long shout of forsaken patriotism
It’s my suffering for the cradle of our fathers
It’s a breath to revivify my...

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