Romantic Poems
Love Poems by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, many of them written for his wife Beth, the former Elizabeth Steed Harris, although some are fictional or written about other people...
Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch
“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga
Preposterous Eros shot me in
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Yellow Magic
by Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer
Whole atmosphere is
Magnetic
Environment is
Full of magic
I am overwhelmed by yellowish
In yellow
The whole creation is
Watching your feat
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Kubla Khan
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
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Dis Poetry
by Benjamin Zephaniah
Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops
De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots
Dis poetry is designed fe rantin
Dance hall style, big mouth chanting,
Dis poetry nar put yu to sleep
Preaching follow me
Like yu is blind sheep,
Dis poetry is not Party Political
Not designed fe dose who are critical.
Dis poetry is wid me when I gu to me bed
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R.I.P., My Love
by Tory Dent
Let us be apart then like the panoptical chambers in IC
patient X and patient Y, our names magic markered hurriedly on cardboard
and taped pell-mell to the sliding glass doors, "Mary", "Donald", "Tory";
an indication that our presence there would prove beyond temporary, like snow flurry.
Our health might be regained if aggressive medical action were taken, or despite
these best efforts, lost like missing children in the brambles of poor fortune.
The suffering of another's I can only envision through the mimesis of my own,
the alarming monitor next door in lieu of a heartbeat signifying cardiac arrest,
prompts a scurry of interns and nurses, their urgent footsteps to which
I listen, inert and prostrate, as if subject to the ground tremors of
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Look for Someone
by Md. Kausar Uddin Ahmed
Look for someone who will love you as you are—
Embracing every imperfection, treasuring each scar,
Whose hands trace the map of scars you wear,
And see in them a beauty beyond compare.
Seek a soul who treasures not just what you seem,
But admires the fire behind your dream;
One who tends to wounds yet lets you grow,
A steady hand when winds may blow.
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[ Blood. Red revolution ]
by X Galatella
Blood. Red revolution
hero her narrator
invented the derailer
for the train spinning in spirals
driving in loops.
I can still see the looping point.
World-ending catastrophes, world wars,
crises,
had become cliche.
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[ all that's heard is tinnitus ]
by X Galatella
all that's heard is tinnitus
all that's felt is about the same
staring at you at no length
your sight forever blank.
play as radiators in winter
burst
its waters steaming across facades
failed
this part is cancelled
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[ a deer lays dead ]
by X Galatella
a deer lays dead
underneath the puddle
whose cauldron it is in
something's missing
a foot three deeper
new branches lay
forcefully shed
but for a moment
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O Nature!
by X Galatella
Grasses wheezing in the breeze
Hiding secrets underneath
A sun's rays through vegetation
Lighting crows's anticipation
Critters chatting on the bog
Calling out to me: "Ya hog!"
Apostle's ashes on the ground
To be masked by pollen abound
A crow's work washed up at rivers
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