Grandfather Boat Poems

I like the smell of rain 
That permeates my nose 
a little time before  miraculously fat drops 
start falling on my head .
They bring...

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Ti was impatient to get started
His grandfather ate his breakfast too slowly
You have all day, his grandmother said. Relax.
Ti was not the relaxed type, he...

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grandpa’s pride on the water
sitting by the dock of the bay
barely lassoed, relaxed and happy

reflecting calm waters
not a breeze in sight
worries dissipate

catfish smell
a slumbering peacefulness
I...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Of Civilization and Disenchantment
by Michael R. Burch

Suddenly uncomfortable
to stay at my grandfather's house ?
actually his third new wife's,
in her daughter's bedroom
? one interminable summer
with nothing...

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God does time fly!

Psalms allm ssllaay yyai!

Doesn't it seem as if we have never been?

There was now another thing accepting us?

Like we were fluids?

Drunken fluids...

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Grandfather and Grandson

Grandfather, grandson
fishing together on lake
enjoying the day...

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Granddad Breathed River Air


My grandfather worked on the river.
A tugboat captain was he by trade.
His jobs were diverse and he loved them.
Grandma and their children...

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Oh, I remember back, when young -
the pirate tales from grandpa's tongue -
where peg-legged men with but one eye
had sought their treasures, chanced to die.

Now...

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