Rain Epitaph Poems

Autism has as I grow old and fading does
it mean the world has changed?
And tears as rain the salty taste her lips
Still kiss my face.

And...

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This article is about the underground lyricist and outlaw musician. For other uses, see Zoltan Goliath, Brent Scorn, Lydia Fox, C. Günter Marrow, Elzbieta Bienga...

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Though waves of tears 
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The rain was what was remembered most
As it tumbled down on that northern coast
Milne Bay was our base and we stayed
Against the Japanese when they...

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PRINCESS DIANA POEMS

Fairest Diana: an Epitaph for Princess Diana
by Michael R. Burch

Fairest Diana, princess of dreams,
born to be loved and yet distant and lone,
why did...

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yet another iffy coronavirus haiku #1
by michael r. burch

plagued by the Plague
i plague the goldfish
with my verse



yet another iffy coronavirus haiku #2
by michael r. burch

sunflowers
hang...

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Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If...

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Sex Hex
by Michael R. Burch

Love’s full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes).



Love
by Michael R. Burch

Love is either wholly folly,
or fully holy.



Nun Fun Undone
by Michael R....

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Tears reunite with my cheeks once again
Just as the dark clouds above start to rain
It Felt as if God was their crying with me
I felt...

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In a muddy flanders field 
A lonely flower blooms red
Tears of falling rain for those,
Who were left as dead.

They came as boys ,died as men,
Heroes...

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*Note: This is a tale of honor in which the protagonist refused to tell his lady a truth which would have broken her heart, so...

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Cyrus Neff
1842-1914

You will never find me and the missus, 
Not back here amongst the roots and the scrubs!
We are among the forgotten dead of Mt....

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Seth S. Gidley

1832-1916

I will never forget the rain that winter,
And the landslide that still stains my grave.
An evil cursed wind it was, 
Lacerating the drenched...

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(Dedication: To the memory of my parents, RIP)
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Rows and rows here
As silence keeps
Soft stillness clear
In waves of sleep


Faces stare blank
In endless rows
Such file and rank
In...

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Carrie Stinnard

1891-1908

No one was supposed to know about it.

No one was privy to what I saw that cloudy day.

That curious and confusing day,

Over there, in...

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