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The Gardener’s Roses, a poem of the Resurrec..A Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Gardener’s Rosesby Michael R. BurchMary Magdalene, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, “Sir, if thou have borne him henc.. |
Hymn against HeavenA Poem by Michael R. BurchHymn against Heavenby Michael R. BurchAs curiously formal as the rose,the imperious Word growsuntil its sheds red-gilded leaves:then heaven grieveslov.. |
Last Anthem, for Victims of the CoronavirusA Poem by Michael R. BurchLast Anthemby Michael R. Burchfor victims of the coronavirusWhere you have gone are the shadows falling...does memory palelike a fossil in shale...do .. |
White GoddessA Poem by Michael R. BurchWhite Goddessby Michael R. BurchWhite in the shadowsI see your face,unbidden. Go, tellLove it is commonplace;tell Regret it is not so rare.Our love is.. |
DiaryA Poem by Markus AnthonyA little morbid |
R.I.P.A Poem by Michael R. BurchR.I.P.by Michael R. BurchWhen I am lain to restand my soul is no longer intact,but dissolving, like a sunsetdiminishing to the west, …and when .. |
SunsetA Poem by Michael R. BurchSunsetby Michael R. BurchThis poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.Between the prophesies of morningand twil.. |
Come!A Poem by Michael R. BurchCome!by Michael R. BurchWill you come to visit my grave, I wonder,in the season of lightning, the season of thunder,when I have lain so long in the in.. |
Vampires are such fragile creatures ...A Poem by Michael R. BurchVampiresby Michael R. BurchVampires are such fragile creatures;we fear the dark, but the light destroys them...sunlight, or a stake, or a cross―.. |
ChildlessA Poem by Michael R. BurchChildlessby Michael R. BurchHow can she bear her grief?Mightier than Atlas, she shoulders the weightof one fallen star.Laughter’s Cryby Michael .. |
DoppelgangerA Poem by Michael R. BurchDoppelgangerbyMichael R. BurchHere the only anguishis the bedraggled vetch lying strangled in weeds,the customary sorrows of the wild persimmons,the w.. |
Marina Tsvetaeva translationsA Poem by Michael R. BurchI Know The Truthby Marina Tsvetaevaloose translation by Michael R. BurchI know the truth―abandon lesser truths!There's no need for anyone living.. |
Only FleshA Poem by Michael R. BurchOnly FleshbyMichael R. BurchMoonlight in a pale silver rain caresses her cheek.What she feels is an emptiness more chilling than fear ...Nothing is qu.. |
John's FuneralA Story by Randy JohnsonMy cousin's funeral was one year ago today. John Brown was buried on June 8, 2019 at Meek Cemetery in Bean Station, Tennessee. I was unable to go to h.. |
The ToastA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Toastby Michael R. BurchFor longings warmed by tepid suns(brief lusts that animated clay),for passions wilted at the budand skies grown desolate a.. |
On Looking at Schiller's SkullA Poem by Michael R. BurchON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULLby Johann Wolfgang von Goetheloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchHere in this charnel-house full of.. |
Thin Kin, a Halloween poemA Poem by Michael R. BurchO, the Horror! Halloween Poetry!Halloween Poetry: Dark, Eerie, Haunting and Scary poems about Ghosts, Witches, Vampires, Werewolves, Reanimated Corpse.. |
Agnes's GraveA Story by Randy JohnsonMy Chihuahua dog died in July. Her name was Agnes and this is a picture of her grave. You may be wondering why I put a door and cinder block on top of.. |