Solitude Poems

In blue tinged glow of lustrous night,
Hollander watches bird in flight.
In breathless, quiet, shadowy gloom,
Trees are restless, night's abloom!

Hollander, where has gone the sun
In which you had so much fun?
And when evening's come, and shadows fall,
You stand and listen to...Read More

Across the vast ocean:

I stand in quite solitude gazing upon the vast ocean which separates you from me my love.

 An ocean seemingly endless  and deep yet with nare a ripple drifting, only those placed by memory of my...Read More

Meadows in the mist, solitude sublime
A most peaceful existence, a gentle time
Supreme isolation
Deep in thoughtfulness
A reverie by Sarah Brightman, a fine wine




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Let’s watch for Christ’s coming midst tempting worldliness
Toward heavenly pursuits upon salvation-joyfulness
For advancement of God’s kingdom and His righteousness 
With our redeemed souls’ precious worthiness
Against perilous hell’s fiery awfulness.

Let’s watch for Christ’s coming midst frustrating vanity
Toward meaningful vocation upon restoration-dignity...Read More

i stacked sandbags against the
river of your fervent woe hoping
you would stay safe and dry-
but when the tide crashed, you crashed,
and i am having a hard time letting go;
for you are the one who i wished
loved me most…
now i am...Read More

Aurora smeared high latitude blazing sky
spreads the splendor of the glittering night,
the constellation motif of the shimmering stars
designs the bejeweled stellar crown.

Snowflakes waft in the silence of sparkle,
alighting softly on the leaning leaves,
and on the burdened boughs, all frozen mute,
while...Read More

The Peripheries of Love
by Michael R. Burch

Through waning afternoons we glide
the watery peripheries of love.
A silence, a quietude falls.

Above us—the sagging pavilions of clouds.
Below us—rough pebbles slowly worn smooth
grate in the gentle turbulence
of yesterday’s forgotten rains.

Later, the moon like a...Read More

Grand Howl for the Sea

Oh I howl!
Longing to be free…
But I remain, landlocked to a people
Growling and hissing you must face your responsibilities!

Indebted to a society into which my debts never seem to end.
I long to be a Man-child, Hidden...Read More

Grand Howl for the Sea

Oh I howl!
Longing to be free…
But I remain, landlocked to a people
Growling and hissing you must face your responsibilities!

Indebted to a society into which my debts never seem to end.
I long to be a Man-child, Hidden...Read More

"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "

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Is there any place as lonely
As a Lake Huron resort town
In the off-season of mid-November?
Sign outside the church reads	THANK YOU

Its steeple a record player needle
Set down on a warped sky
With Barry Manilow ballads
Hobbling from an A.M. station that’s all but...Read More

When you clean houses you get to see the strangest ornaments,
Some collections are a defense and a wall of armaments,
Others represent a lifetime of memories and recollections,
A wonderful improvement on memory’s imperfections.
Perhaps the strangest objects were on Mrs Karminski’s shelves.
She...Read More

In anguish he screams 
What you want from me
Then hold his head in his hands
With his whole body shaking and heaving

Claustrophobic and feeling undone
When will there be rest
From the sorrow of self pity 
So he can lie in peaceful solitude.

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Who the figure from out of dark dreams-
Where she flees in terror and silently screams?
With the looks of a demon!  What a heart of love!
And passion for the opera which plays above.

Tears of music fall from his eyes;
A face...Read More

( Angels In Your Heart )

There are angels watching over you, protecting you from strife
Every time there is pain on high, an angel comes into your life
They touch you when theres anger, they put it to a rest
When they sense...Read More

In the absence of complication 


In the absence of complication, 

trials and tribulations become distant memories. 

Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes - 

inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind. 

 

Above all the disquietude and disorder 

Peace does encompass the...Read More

Who is he that watches for the light of the night that will span the sky to lighten the earth
and partakes in the stillness of silence which precedes the arrival of natures shadows  that
will stand down and observe the...Read More

( Daddys Hands )

Years of work they showed power and perfection
Daddy`s hands are a beacon, in the right direction
His hands brought comfort, they kept his kids connected
He made many things, and many lives were affected

Many hours in the fields, blisters...Read More

My mind is the loudest place
I collapse from the noise sometimes
Yet my body rejects it
It never ends
Some sort of hypnosis
A form of mediation
And aggravation
Nails on a chalkboard
Piercing to my eardrum
But I sit numb-
Among a sea of my own agony
Inside a...Read More

Time does nothing
But wash away what’s clearer
Our world flipped upside down
And solitude nearer

Heart covered in frost bite
Lost eyes in the mirror
I return to my thoughts
And shed a thousand tears

I remain quiet
Not out of choice
But in order to listen 
To my...Read More

I saw the bitter tears of unhappiness
Running down your agonizing face,
Ravaged with pain,

And I became a sponge of compassion
To absorb them.


I heard the howling 
Of your starving stomach,
Echoing throughout your rebellious drained veins,

And I became a sweet loaf of bread
To...Read More

"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "
Samuel Taylor Coleridge


barren branches spray woe
amongst nude fears-
touching rough twigs with
ease;
and in the trading of
desires I realized I was…
FA
LL
IN
G
down into redemption’s abyss,
calling deception’s bliss

broken heart worn in solitude,
I go towards the light…

I...Read More

Who is he that watches for the light of the night that will span the sky to lighten the earth
and partakes in the stillness of silence which precedes the arrival of natures shadows  that
will stand down and observe the...Read More

When you clean houses you get to see the strangest ornaments,
Some collections are a defence and a wall of armaments,
Others represent a lifetime of memories and recollections,
A wonderful improvement on memory’s imperfections.
Perhaps the strangest objects were on Mrs Karminski’s shelves.
She...Read More

When my heart
was no longer content in solitude;

I asked;

"Oh my lonely heart, 
what is it that you desire?"

Softly it whispered

for her heart beats to ease your breathless sighs,
so softness of her voice soothes suppressed sorrows -
silent secrets still shield.

For, your...Read More