#imp
hell, I thought, and pain
and death and ****
all around me.
hell with no escape,
pain without relief,
death amongst the living
and **** compiled
in the mirror
in front of me.
what I needed was
an act of decadence
to break the staleness,
something spontaneous.
so, I took back my last
swallow full of whiskey,
slicked back my hair and
grabbed the first woman
I saw by the hips.
I pulled her closely to me,
and then kissed her
very passionately.
she pushed me away
almost instantly and
as I turned around,
she hit me in the back
with her purse where
I heard threats of violence
come slithering through the air
from her boyfriend’s tongue.
I bade them all adieu
and walked out the door.
I was an imp without a care
knowing that I have lived
up to the very thing
I want etched on my grave:
regret nothing.
Apr 17, 2025
Apr 17, 2025 at 11:35 AM UTC
Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch
for Jeremy Michael Burch
Cherubic laugh; sly, impish grin;
Angelic face; wild chimp within.
It does not matter; sleep awhile
As soft mirth tickles forth a smile.
Gray moths will hum a lullaby
Of feathery wings, then you and I
Will wake together, by and by.
*
Life’s not long; those days are best
Spent snuggled to a loving breast.
The earth will wait; a sun-filled sky
Will bronze lean muscle, by and by.
Soon you will sing, and I will sigh,
But sleep here, now, for you and I
Know nothing but this lullaby.
Keywords/Tags: lullaby, child, cherubic, angelic, imp, chimp, mirth, sleep, snuggle, snuggled
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 6:09 AM UTC
Imp boy
What big brown eyes you have
How I wonder what they've seen
What they have passed
So small, so somber
Your aura, I ponder
You simmer in silence
You observe your table
I see that tension, cumber
Built behind your gable
Am I concerned
I'm just in awe
I'm a snow moth attracted
To a dark imp boy, of all...
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 6:08 PM UTC
Past the narrow sea, where lands the king,
Squabbles for an ugly throne, havoc it brings,
The blizzard, the chill, not the warmth of the summery spring,
Here comes the walkers, with skulls on a string,
Will the dragons spit fire? or the night’s watch sing?
… Martin will get to **** more, Castamere a sting?
I watch with eagerness, this fantasy has me glued,
… times, I have smile back at the dwarf, and said, “DUUUUDDEEE” !!!
The mother of dragons had me on one knee, but alas! nothing ensued,
Bankers and black magic at Braavos, both were rude,
Quarth, Mereen and Astapour, far from the royal feud,
The sand snakes and the mountain, not much to conclude
As it goes, “All men must die”!
Martin plays his flute, not much to my cry,
The TV remote, pepsi and potato fries,
Predictions are hopeless, did you say Asshai?
Seven kingdoms, give peace a try,
Give me hope, even if its a lie!
Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 2:04 PM UTC
When forever wears a watch,
Even time can grow impatient,
With the ticks and tocks of what hope could potentially
Be
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 3:36 PM UTC
Come and play in the land of the lost
They who stay will come
They will host
They will charm
Take a stroll along the beach
Moonlight high in the sky
Trail the bank that lines the lake
Boatman glides and ripples the shine
The breeze blow across the land
Whispering trees with bent branches plan
The revelry in secret groves
In corners lost and never known
Fairies shimmer among the leaves
Imps grinning and hanging from the trees
Laughs that ****** light and low
Send me shivers across the land and though
Sleeping children are far away
Tucked tight in their beds
Their dreams hold sway
On their minds when they open sleepy eyes the next day
Again at night they hear the laughs
From a land beyond
That reality has lost
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
***She's an imp of a troublemaker fairy
they call her Heather Featherwand
she lives midst ancient ruins
'pon Saturn's ringlets
of ethereal ice & dust
you might get a peek at her
neath a summertide night's dream,
she wears lavender and tangerine
to blend in with the blazing cosmos,
her pale peachy butterfly wings
make sounds like katydids
singing in the treetops and
cicadas come to life at night
further adding to her mysterious flight,
she took off one day, they say
with the man in the moon
and they've been starstruck ever after***
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC