Snow Eulogy Poems

Eve of fall
denuding of trees
No longer lush whispers heard through the leaves

A low pitched moan a creak here and there
In warning to all listening
to heed...

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Lying face down, in snow and mud, 
A tragic tale, soaked with blood. 
The cost of war, a heavy toll, 
Leaving hearts burdened, with sorrow's...

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A joy it is to see
planted in his honor
A Memorial Tree
Roots, memories of Milton
and a kind act for the ecosystem
Forget-Me-Nots shall be written
by your poetry...

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Ides simply referred to first new moon, 
which usually fell between 
the thirteenth and fifteenth day
of a given month.

Smithsonian Magazine history buff
Tom A. Frail
posted March...

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These are my modern English translations of sonnets by the French poet Stephane Mallarme.

The Tomb of Edgar Poe
by Stéphane Mallarmé
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Transformed...

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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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Well…this old feller didn’t behave in the rightest way to live,
But he never done one single thing the good Lord won’t forgive,  

An’ I...

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You do it for me, better than tea,
better than Camembert, or a nice runny Brie.
Better than honey, or marmalade toast
or an unexpected letter that arrives...

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Epigrams by Michael R. Burch



Negligibles
by Michael R. Burch
 
Show me your most intimate items of apparel:
begin with the hem of your quicksilver slip ...



Negotiables
by Michael...

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'You are the tea leaves I am the teapot 
I the tiny snowflake and you the snow’
This is how the essence of life shuffles 
Forth...

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I’m not sure
I have the strength anymore
To be discovered

Stepping into the cold black lake of February
Clopping to work in frozen slop
Snow snarling at my ankles

Car...

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she came from the town of keokuk
  for what she did, she charged a buck 
    or sometimes two;
everyone said she...

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It hasn’t been so long, you know.
Since I saw, your eyes aglow.
. . . They smiled a little smile for me.

You had your joy, you...

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Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.

This...

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THE WORLD BEGINS WITH YOU
--for Every Woman
by 
Ajeyemi Wasiu
The world begins with your
womb that houses me.
The world begins with your
love that swaddles me, Woman.
The world...

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