Mom Elegy Poems

It was a cold winter day
when you slipped away
sorrow settled upon our soul
we did not want to let you go
your days were numbered
we did not...

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Snow fell softly coating the brown ground to white
hoar frost hung and decorated the trees 
sprinkles from the trees fell upon us
deep coldness of the...

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Howl fir tree, the cedar is fallen 

From this narrow lane of time,

from this uncertain strait and burdens

from these enclaves of wearying vanity fair,

from this...

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I was sitting in school when 
it happened
But I didn't know, not then
I was driving home from school when
Police were breaking down the door
But I...

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‘Twas he, ‘Twas he,
  Who fought for the free,
‘Twas he, ‘Twas he,
  Was how a man should be.

He was betrayed by his own,
...

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~~ If fleshy ailment's a~
~~~~~ disguise, ~~~~~
~ this advice certainly ~
~~~~~ applies: ~~~~~

You gotta let the sadness
~~~~~~ rise, ~~~~~~
~up through your heart~
~~ and to the...

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Her dried-up withering petals once shone lovely in the golden sun
growing older now in the mirror’s unforgiving reflection.
She’s lingering among the living, as if her...

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Final Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for my mother, Christine Ena Burch

Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over.

Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress,
like pebbles unaware of raging waves.

Sleep peacefully—like...

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...

mom, dad, brother

mom, dad, brother

mom, brother

dad, brother

brother

brother

girlfriend, brother

girlfriend, brother

wife, brother

wife, daughter, brother

wife, daughter

wife, daughter, son

daughter, son

daughter, son

daughter, son

...

me...

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I lost all my favorite 
people to death/
that is why broken smiles sleep 
on face/
that is why i am always lonely in a 
room full...

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You waved goodbye with a
               smile, 
 I couldn't argue because...

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May Fifth, 2019, A Personal Tribute

Known as Bubba and,
she hapt tubby renown
to savor livingsocial
to five grandchildren, (now grown),
my late mother fourteen
journeys around nearest star died,

nonetheless...

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I turn back pages of memories,
I see the faces of mom and thee,
She plays the uke and its melodies,
Both sing along, harmoniously,

Shakespeare knew of thee,...

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I Don't Want to Live This Life

(Change of pace equals review of book
long out of circulation,
but eyes experience immediate hook
so perhaps...take a look
and best locate...

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...cont

Breath...
You once said to me,"I'm a man of extremes," and I understood immediately what you meant.  When you drank, you drank hard.  When...

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