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We All Float

...In the tenebrous, xenial realm of the lake, where human cadavers oscillate, suspended by verdigris chains, a lamia of unholy provenance, orchestrates a gambits cavalcade.

Each mortal she ensnares,...

Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus

...Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus...
courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace

Acrimonious scurrilous words
flew out the mouth
of vicious nasty shortish brute
leaving yours t...

Naked Heart

...

When a heart breaks, there is no indication,
Some sign, heralding the pause,
Between hope and hopeless, between
Music and total grief, between 
Poetry and prose, between
Light and loss, betw...

Sashaying Gossamer Wings

...
Bright-coloured butterflies flutter in the morning sky, 
Their filmy fragile wings throbbing in dawn's tranquility, 
Like little heartbeats dancing in tandem with the tawny sun... 
They flit...

This World of Dew

...THIS WORLD OF DEW

This world? 
Moonlit dew
flicked from a crane's bill.
—Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Seventy-one?
How long
can a dewdrop last? 
...

Early Poems Iii

...Juvenilia: Early Poems by Michael R. Burch

In the Whispering Night
by Michael R. Burch

In the whispering night, when the stars bend low
till the hills ignite to a shining flame,
when a showe...

Poems About Regret

...Regret
by Michael R. Burch

Regret,
a bitter
ache to bear . . .

once starlight
languished
in your hair . . .

a shining there
as brief
as rare.

Regret . . .
a pain
I chose to bear ...

Pandora's Box

...Pandora's BoX

Whom to blame?
What woman now walks, the lethal ancestress
Of the original ancestress, that one named 
Pandora, that one with the gleaming eyes that said:

   "I want; I need, t...

What Good Are Our Tears

...What Good Are Our Tears?
by Michael R. Burch

What good are our tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is our concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?

Wha...

The Dove

...Dedicated to Robert Lindley. Warning this tale is dark.

THE DOVE

A bloody stain upon the sheets, how cruel!
Soulless weight of the wretched beast who’d rule.
With his bare paws and dow...

Come Down, For Harold Bloom

...Come Down
by Michael R. Burch

for Harold Bloom

Come down, O, come down
from your high mountain tower.
How coldly the wind blows,
how late this chill hour ...

and I cannot wait
for a met...

Love Has a Southern Flavor

...Love has a Southern flavor: honeydew,
ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spout
we tilt to basking faces to breathe out
the ordinary, and inhale perfume ...

Love’s Dixieland-rambunctious: tangle...

Common Ground - For Contest

...Common Ground


They would emerge
sandy grisly looking beings
mysteriously become a presence,
a part of a momentary event
Following the scent of happiness,
creeping past the invisible sentrie...

The Dryad's Scream - 22 Mar 2016

...I heard the dreadful Dryad's scream
As axe bit into woody flesh
The sap oozed out as scented cream
My veins stood out in rictal mesh

My wits all scrambled left me quick
My hands and face were ...

Precipice of Tme

...Stand I here upon the Precipice of Time
between madness and derangement-
In a grief so profound
ambiance of rage,
with darkening clouds abound
marring my every breath
Declaration to  your joy unsound...

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