Snow Divorce Poems

The cab was outside, it was 1:00 a.m. The snow was falling on this chilly night.
Her face was confused her eyes meeting mine, her little...

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I stand in the aftermath 
between the oscillations of time 
wondering idle thoughts of you

I feel my mind haunted by 
the passing moments of you
like...

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Sensing the death of something
That once brought more life than 
The heartbeat or breath, faith
In the beautiful and intimate places
Where light kisses away the darkness
And...

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Mom and Dad, Dad and Mom
So opposed in their roles, yet unified in their wants.
It's a bitter shame to be old and grey,
Look back at...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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Questions

What defines... success?
Is it how many people you know. 
Is it where you have been, 
or where you will go? 

Is it who you talk...

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U

It is cool here. 
Is it hot there?
You have not written. 
I have not received...
a letter.

Do you think of me?
I remember you. 
I can not...

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Poems about Things that Break II
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
 
 
 
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
 
You came...

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how cold heavy snow
breaks the tree branch
splits the trunk--parents' divorce...

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Powerless in an iron lung
split purple in an evening sky
my lady leaks

The snow here is made of china
I’ve been here before
my lady fills the horizon
and...

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Still Daylight
In the Dark

The days are gathering…
dust, 
and so am I. 
Not intentionally, 
but metaphorically. 

I longed to have more time. 
I dreamed I could...

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No Mark
by Michael R. Burch

A wave implodes, 
impaled upon
impassive rocks...

this evening
the thunder of the sea
is a wild music filling my ear...

you are leaving
and the ungrieving
winds...

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Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch

When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall?yours made me...

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