Surcease Poems

That old mournful songs they'll for sure sing
as on pyre or in casket lies me cold; 
when my dwelling surcease and then I wing
to the afterlife where life true unfold.

In the jury's bosom will lie the truth:
whether I lived or...Read More

Be a fearless poet! 
Slide down the cool, rushing waterfall of 
your own words. 

Turn off all the comments! 
Be the sole keeper and master 
of your beautiful works. 

You and only you know the deep, 
velvety softness of your...Read More

frail shadows tremble on winter’s garden wall where limbs of bare trees sway

after winds surcease - heavy with tranquility. . . trees with ermine coats


Dec 31, 2019 For the Ku Duet Contest of Silent One...Read More

Shielded by dark clouds
  from suspicious sun's glare
She slipped out the door
  Took him up on his dare

To find a gentler path
  a rose amidst thorns
To turn her life around
  To wake up every morn

To the...Read More

Thou art my forevermore, blessed angel.
So soft, so tender, beyond human measure.
Yes, and oh, again, yes!
Wrap those comely, warm wings all about me!
Profound comfort and a rainbow peace.
In thine arms alone, comfort and a surcease.
I become your sole, crystal, devoted...Read More

Be your own fearless poet!!
Slide down the cool,rushing 
waterfall of your own words.

Turn off all the comments!!
Be the sole keeper and master
of your beautiful works.

You, and only you know the deep,
velvety softness of your poem's
meaning.

If you truly, truly know this,
getting...Read More

Poems can be jubilant spring
Melodies caught, lyrics to sing
Hope's revival, heartbreak's surcease
The joy of ink-stained paper's crease
Reposing grace on summer swings

Cathartic burn - sweet biting sting
Feet-blistered walk through fiery rings
The repressed flame and cold release
Poems can be

To capture flight on...Read More

Struck void the will of intellect,
against such pondering, 
the injured spirit to protect. 
No tangled reminisce provides, 
Surcease to turnings 
of such tortured mind. 
Nor time-fogged recall 
that guide requires - 
So indelibly scored, Regret's cold ire.

And soul bereft of...Read More

Athwart Without Surcease — Edzel

Erelong the sphere was contrived,
intrinsically safe with His arms.
Born— soon derived,
and molded from His heart so warm.

Fain to live,
hight to be a no man in an island.
Sith ere He do forgive,
our sins be reprimand.

Teened with so...Read More

In Life’s old garden nations lived who all its fruits enjoyed,
While others longed in vain, while some the winter blasts destroyed;
Its trees are legion; some decay, While others flush with bloom,
And thousands still their birth await, Hid in the garden’s...Read More

The first of every January starts another unspoiled year
Just when I was feeling merry … righteous conscience interferes
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Racked by guilt of season’s folly, flush with sated appetite
Lulled by scent of pine and holly, culpable and self-contrite
Seeking for surcease of excess,...Read More

Twas The Night Before Inspection...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
through out Highland Manor, 
     property carpeted in lush green
(a deathlike stillness descended un keen
hilly quiet, October 10th, 
     deux thousand...Read More

Why, does existing have to be 
a visit of time then leaves me. 
Threads of my life are still unsaid.
Silently I wipe away tears 
of lapsing thoughts, sorrow and fears; 
throwing off spider webs of thread.
I stand by the window...Read More

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     against harmful innocuous
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Circa Holy Roman Empire
between ninth
and thirteenth century
after common era

(approximately 800 AD and 1200 AD)
benchmark year 780 bracketed
Benedictine monks
Of Corbie Abbey
devised cheeky guttural lingual rapartee

vis a vis European
calligraphic standard script inked lined
writ via extant Irish and English monastic
members nsync
strong influence of...Read More

You’re within  me
Talking, stalking
In the guise of a false memory

Arbiter of what is and is not
A cloaked and shadowed form
Whom I had hoped to forget

Feebly I had prayed that I could live in peace
But your ghostly spectre is haunting
Taunting...Read More

among the countless thugs
   that teased and taunted myself as a boy
who exhibited blatant characteristics
   of being painfully shy and coy
attempting to remain like a statue as a decoy
which tactic nada successful employ

but only incensed and...Read More

A Dylan Thomas State of Mind

It’s precisely 2:45am...the time when
~ if I’ve fallen asleep ~
I always awake to find
Myself drenched in sweat.

I lie here beside my beloved
~ as I have so steadfastly since
16 November 2016 ~
Thinking about...wondering...pondering
The end of my...Read More

Dear God, WHY?
© Ben Burton 

There's precious little joy in growing old
When few, if any, life-long friends survive
Fond memories seem richer when they're told
To someone who can smile and verify

Yet, it is thus and thus it shall remain
Death is as...Read More

leaving home

tell tales of courage
hope and faith my
mind will not hold these
sliding thoughts tonight.

tonight I am afraid
it has been growing
 in my gut all day
 tying myriad knots
like a crazed boy scout.

I am afraid with no surcease
it is paralyzing me...Read More

It’s thirteen thousand miles from Boston to
San Diego around  far Cape Horn’s way.
Ship needs to sail to that distant quay.
The Cape is a hard challenge for the crew
It’s where the Atlantic and Pacific
Oceans meet and the waves are horrific.
The...Read More

Will you now place your sweet hand close in mine
and we’ll walk fair Elysian fields of peace.
Together we’ll talk knowing we won’t pine
earth’s scene where constant strain has no surcease.

The flowers show a majestic array
of colors bright more so than...Read More

Intrduction -Byron’s Sonnet

If I can say the lines that make her mine,
and stay from speaking trite words she would hate,
but rather play her praise of golden weight,
then homage I would make gods so divine.
For weeks now she’s been ever close...Read More

When I'm with you the time slips by with ease
This pleasant interlude is most complete
It's break from life's thoughts, dear, without replete
of never ending cares without surcease

Can I not be prince speaking lines that please
and place at feet rich treasure...Read More

Feeling lost in twilight schemes through glowing lights of starlit dreams,
raw, my thoughts, like frozen streams, soon melt as mist in iced moonbeams,
and you, your eyes, so grey and grim, yet lips that curl with smiling gleams,
gasping heart cries out...Read More