Sonnet Caregiving Poems

Here we go again, on the train
Good seeing my babies but 'oh Lord the pain'
It's all too real, the goodbyes
Reminds me of that awful day,...

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Observing kindness can bring one such joy.
Kindness to his mom, by a little boy.
Moms on the couch, all tired and unhappy.
The child asks, “does mommy...

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The day my mind folded over the highway. 
in sunny Florida citrus surrounded me 
the breeze was just right as oranges danced. 
with lemons scents...

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In the midst of my life, I care I search,
For the answers hidden in deep research,
With insatiable curiosity in details,
Of all the seemingly insignificant entails.

I...

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Beagles’ breath I love now as I awake.
Your wet tongue keenly laps my chin and brow.
I know your love is true and full, not fake.
You...

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Observing kindness, can bring one such joy.
Kindness to his mom, by a little boy.
Moms on the couch, all tired and unhappy.
The child asks, “does mommy...

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Courageous men and women wear scrubs,
masks, white gloves, and black net caps.
They, too, eat their meals from plastic tubs,
what's left over from supper scraps? 

At...

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Patience

Patience has a history
It comes from things that last
Like elements in the metal
They make the perfect cast

Those who truly hear it
 Know only of its...

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I was hovering across a brook that echoed slump.
I was inspiring a hoary praxis out of camp.
The river, with its vibrant species, reflects my pain.
It...

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Ode to the Grandkids

My gaze, grandkids, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you laugh, trust and cherish,
Devoting my mind day and through the...

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Know the people who practice here are here for you,
Whether they're doctors, nurses, or work here as staff.
You'll soon understand that here they remain to...

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Be with another rather than behold
Sight of the blind gifted to everyone
Absorbing action, instead of what we're told
Big speech shrunk, replaced by worthy deeds done

Closed...

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I know of a man so rigid at heart;
His claims are so tender by juicy touch, 
Hosted so hot by pricks urge or stab ...

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Such Tenderness
by Michael R. Burch

for the mothers of Gaza

There was, in your touch, such tenderness—as
only the dove on her mildest day has,
when she shelters downed...

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The Princess and the Pauper
by Michael R. Burch

for Norman Kraeft in memory of his beloved wife June Kysilko Kraeft

Here was a woman bright, intent on...

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