Death Romanticism Poems

These are poems for my friend and fellow poet Kevin Roberts...

Nightfall
by Michael R. Burch

for Kevin Nicholas Roberts

Only the long dolor of dusk delights me now,
...

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In the midst of a wet night,
Discovered myself upon a viaduct.
Straggled or vagrant, uncertain.
Not petrified by the dark, rumbling sky,
Amazed to find the place familiar.

I...

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Love is one which covert the destiny, 
When you love someone, you live for that person, 
love is something which can change your likes and...

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Life is a beautiful liar,
where hope is a 
graveyard of caterpillars.
Death is an ugly truth,
where virgin butterflies 
flutter immortally.

Love is the only true guide.

Oh my...

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Once upon a time, love was equivalent to sex,
But in this modern era, this twenty-first century,
What do you, think love is?
I would personally define love...

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Album of the poems 

In the cage I am alone

In the cage how can I fight with my soul

In the cage how will I stop...

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I mark the time of our meeting 
by the still beat of my heart
stroked by the momentary skip 
of the rhythm of it's chambers

unnerved I...

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"Red Door"

love opens not 
like a red rose,
it caresses you
slowly,
entices you in 
holds you 
hard and fast, 
like a scarlet poppy 
opium sweet 
inviting, promising...

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"Lush Ocean" 

I wade out into you
embrace the cool of you
to die a little death
immersed in the ocean
that is you, drowning 
in the indigo velvet...

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for clarity, you may want to read the footnotes

the mute swan's song
has an ambiance
where motion moves naught
it hovers in an existence 
where time becomes meaningless
lighting...

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Amidst Swirls Of Twinkling Stars, Love Yet Flies

Above the soft gasps of night craving skies.
Amidst swirls of twinkling stars, love yet flies.

Outward, and onward through...

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i am reminded of my mother's advice
find a woman with God dearest in her heart
be grateful if she comes to love you
sit at His feet...

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death can never cease to exist
what lives in my every moment
the softness within her eyes
a light brush of a hand
taking my breath away
lips as doves...

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"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards...

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“Fortress”



‘Love 
is stronger
than death

Belief
dwells in
the refuge 

and the fortress …’ 
she said. 





Back then,
true romance was lost
in the subterranean
frequency

poets, musicians, artists
were crucified publicly 
for free...

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