I saw him packing all those clothes I knew,
all those clothes I had hugged.
And when he closed that luggage,
he closed me in there.
All I wanted,
I wanted to scream.
Please,
don't leave.
I kept silently lying on that bed instead.
In the quiet corners of my mind,
echoes linger,
words unspoken,
wrapped in shadows,
like whispers lost in the wind.
I reach,
fingers tracing the outlines
of invisible thoughts,
yearning for a glance,
......
Our point of view is far away
If you say almost more than billions of cubits
Or if it is made more than 1 million light years away
It is clear that there is a distance between you and me like space in gigabits
I am loving you
Being away from you seems to deny your ego, which said you are loving me
I now seem to believe more and more in the legitimacy of that fact I am still loving you
Obviously, I've never been ambiguous if what I feel is without having to say a dime
......
In August last year
A travelling girl came to Glasgow –
She was a porcelain Australian flannel flower
I had matched with her on one of those dreadful apps
“You have came all the way to Scotland” Wow!
That whole game feels like a cowboy showdown, but it worked
We spent three nights together, one was my birthday night
Knowing we probably won’t see each other again
We’d joke I’d fly over every sea –
......
These are poems about relationships, with lovers, family members, and a God (real or fictitious?)
You!
by Michael R. Burch
For thirty years You have not spoken to me;
I heard the dull hollow echo of silence
as though strange communion between us.
......
In the quiet corners of my mind,
echoes linger,
words unspoken,
wrapped in shadows,
like whispers lost in the wind.
I reach,
fingers tracing the outlines
of invisible thoughts,
yearning for a glance,
......
These are poems about relationships, with lovers, family members, and a God (real or fictitious?)
You!
by Michael R. Burch
For thirty years You have not spoken to me;
I heard the dull hollow echo of silence
as though strange communion between us.
......
In August last year
A travelling girl came to Glasgow –
She was a porcelain Australian flannel flower
I had matched with her on one of those dreadful apps
“You have came all the way to Scotland” Wow!
That whole game feels like a cowboy showdown, but it worked
We spent three nights together, one was my birthday night
Knowing we probably won’t see each other again
We’d joke I’d fly over every sea –
......
I saw him packing all those clothes I knew,
all those clothes I had hugged.
And when he closed that luggage,
he closed me in there.
All I wanted,
I wanted to scream.
Please,
don't leave.
I kept silently lying on that bed instead.
Though distance casts its shadowed veil,
Two souls entwined, their bond prevail.
Love's tether strong, defying time's stride,
A beacon of hope, where passions collide.
In the depths of longing, hearts find their way,
Aching desires in twilight's display.
Attraction's magnetism, a cosmic force,
Pulling souls together, setting a course.
......