Poems of Recanted Bachelorhood

Poems of Recanted Bachelorhood

bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

 
u
are
charming
& disarming,
but mostly alarming
since my resolve
dissolved!

Disconcerted
by Michael R. Burch

 
Beth, my sweet,
fresh as a daisy,
when I’m with you
my heart beats like crazy
& my future gets hazy ...

What Goes Around, Comes
by Michael R. Burch

 
This is a poem about loss
so why do you toss your dark hair,
unaccountably glowing?
 

How can you be sure of my heart
when it’s beyond my own knowing?

Or is it love’s pheromones you trust,
my eyes magnetized by your bust
and the mysterious alchemies of lust?

 
Now I am truly lost!

Once
by Michael R. Burch

 
Once when her kisses were fire incarnate
and left in their imprint bright lipstick, and flame,
when her breath rose and fell over smoldering dunes,
leaving me listlessly sighing her name ...
 

Once when her breasts were as pale, as beguiling,
as wan rivers of sand shedding heat like a mist,
when her words would at times softly, mildly rebuke me
all the while as her lips did more wildly insist ...
 

Once when the thought of her echoed and whispered
through vast wastelands of need like a Bedouin chant,
I ached for the touch of her lips with such longing
that I vowed all my former vows to recant ...
 

Once, only once, something bloomed, of a desiccate seed ...
this implausible blossom her wild rains of kisses decreed.
 

Warming Her Pearls
by Michael R. Burch

 
Warming her pearls,
her breasts gleam like constellations.
Her belly is a bit rotund ...
she might have stepped out of a Rubens.
 

Sappho, fragment 22
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

 
That enticing girl's clinging dresses
leave me trembling, overcome by happiness,
as once, when I saw the Goddess in my prayers
eclipsing Cyprus.
 

Sappho, fragment 42
translation by Michael R. Burch

 
Eros harrows my heart:
wild winds whipping desolate mountains
uprooting oaks.

don’t forget ...
by Michael R. Burch

 
don’t forget to remember
that Space is curved
(like your Heart)
and that even Light is bent
by your Gravity.
 

The Stake
by Michael R. Burch

 
Love, the heart bets,
if not without regrets,
will still prove, in the end,
worth the light we expend
mining the dark
for an exquisite heart.
 

Originally published by The Lyric