Halloween Romance Poems

I'm okay, 
you're okay is a mask in the land of pretend.
Children say what they feel,
their honestly can bubble over.
Little ones have not learned words...

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Every night
I sat up waiting
and waiting
for you to
sweep me up
from off my feet
instead you
would always
vanish away
into the shadows
from which you came from
without a trace
never leaving...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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For the love buds in me shall release
The love that seems not to cease
Likened to butter and cheese
We shall bond like two pods full of...

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I remember the day Frankenstein was made,                  ...

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"The Vanilla Ice Cream Knights and The Raspberry Queen"



"You’ve been spooning
too much Vanilla Icecream”, 
she advised the buffoon

all the feathery self-blustering chirpers 
parted way, she...

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As a child we think of masks and Halloween,                ...

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The Wild Hunt
by Michael R. Burch

(King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table have been reported as ghostly hunters, near Devon, around Halloween.)

Near Devon,...

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Note: the "dd" in Welsh names is pronounced "th."

Merlyn's Birth
by Michael R. Burch

I was born in Gwynedd,
or not born, as some men claim,
and the Zephyr...

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Things of Need

When I open up my cupboard, 
I find it full of items, 
lost…and then found. 

This piece of glass, that item made of...

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"Wolves"



Pulchritude is not a beautiful word.

Dark can be beautiful
when walking with wolves
hearing their stories
sad songs of love lost 
soft they begin 
and then hungry
for the...

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At Tintagel
by Michael R. Burch

That night, 
at Tintagel, 
there was darkness such as man had never seen...
darkness and treachery, 
and the unholy thundering of the...

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How bright your eyes of cerulean blue
Look out from your porcelain face my dear
I saw those ivory teeth and I knew
That crimson blood would be...

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As summer withered to its end
I thought of Maggie as a friend
But when pale dew weighed down the grass
Young Maggie bloomed from spritely lass:
She burst...

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Firnham Wood 
 
The day dawned bright with autumn gold
where slits of light cut through the wold,
bright flowers stood.
A blessing rang of bird and song
as...

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