Sport America Poems

Twenty first century civilization gone?... I askew.

Ah... what luxury to wax poetic 
as freedom to trumpet thoughts, 
ideas, emotions, et cetera will wane,
especially if president...

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The land of honey? 

Most Americans I know of are writers and artists 
who sees when a crime has been committed
alas, the US government and...

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If I knew one thing as I was growing up,
it was wrapped in two words: 'Love and Security'.
I never felt threatened or exhibited fear of...

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Being privileged to have known scores of
Americans known as 'the greatest generation',
I attest to the reality of their greatness.

Herein, greatness will not reference those who...

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I missed out on the movie star
but I met an American hero.
Oh how humble the paratrooper of yesteryear.
When I thanked him for his service, he...

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I will stop reminiscing over the 1700s when the 2000s stop mirroring the same values
plantations upgraded to prisons, chains to handcuff, masters to head leaders...

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Amusan's Tears

Amusan's tears says something,
That thing is very far from nothing.

First, it was an infectious smile,
Later, it became tears from a mile.

This tears goes beyond...

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In 1897 Theodr HERZL created the Zionist Movement, but his great work helped create the State of Israel in 1948. Where is the State of...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part V

Just Smile
by Michael R. Burch

We'd like to think some angel smiling down
will watch him...

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The best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part IV

King Henry the Great
by Michael R. Burch

Long live the King! 
Send him victorious, 
happy and glorious,...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part III

For Jack Nicklaus, at the 1987 Open
by Michael R. Burch

When you were young
every putt...

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Though I wrote no book 
attention summoned to look 
at following--->>>

Urgent message – to send Mephistophelian madman back to stone age

predicated upon past and present,...

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People always tell me that  

What to do with my bat  

After practicing a bit  

I will try to make a hit...

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Daddy's friend, Mr. Baines, was a Yankee man.
Daddy's friend Mr. Mon, was a Dodger Man.
My daddy was heart and soul, a Cardinal man.

During those early...

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America 

 
Land of the free 
Home of the brave 
Sometimes it deceives 
Sometimes can amaze 

Land of the free 
Or Home of the crazed...

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