Death Nirvana Poems

("How to Hold Love", 2019, original oil)

Carpe Diem

This life 
Precious from conception
Right on through till death;
Each moment a chance to break on through
To the eye...

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(Kathmandu, 2009)

Leave No Trace

Step into nothingness
my little one
let the Great Night swallow you whole
be a spark 
be a fire 
that gently burns away 
to leave...

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I find myself seated within a chest of angel fare,
I see the cherubims fluttering around merrily,
I experience, each moment, an unknown tender care;
A cavern of...

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All the pain and sadness are gone in heaven.
            No frail can still be...

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Take me to Nirvana . . . but wait.
There’s still so much to do right here
in this place, my earthly estate.
To finish, I’ll need one...

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enlightened oblivion

paradox of fulfilled nothingness

the vacant treasure of passing on

in an air balloon without vulcanized rubber

all earthquakes extinguished

no fault lines exposed

compressed vacuum

bliss after blistered demise

and...

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Nirvana, the enlightenment, 
  Nirvana, the understanding of the true nature of universe, 
          ...

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Siddhartha, a young prince, with earthly life unsatisfied,
Left the palatial joys seeking enlightenment, worldwide.
Meditating in wild woods for long, he got his mind trained;
From Bodhi...

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Words equipped with living breath
Words that share identity, not death
Words from a disciple and The Bible
Have, upon my heart, written a victory epistle...

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For billions of years
I did not exist.
Then I existed
for a little while.
Soon I will return
to not existing
for the rest of time....

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You gleamed brighter than glorious sunlight                   ...

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I took my shoes off and entered
into the room of darkness
of which the shiny black satin
slipped from her shoulder
exposing the tender flesh
hungered with living passion
burning...

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Cease the moment and love unfolds
Stay within and time is still
A thousand swords swing against a single bladed spear
A surviving champion feared has the advantage...

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Abide
by Michael R. Burch

after Philip Larkin's "Aubade"

It is hard to understand or accept mortality—
such an alien concept: not to be.
Perhaps unsettling enough to spawn religion,
or...

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In cut throat fashion the sadist kindly applies the garrotte

The guitar is a bit out of tune and needed some tension

Two love birds in soft...

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