Grandfather Family Poems

I remember as a little girl when John F. Kennedy was assassinated.
Everyone cried, everyone gathered around the TV set waiting for word.
We sang the “Star...

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Be That Rock
by Michael R. Burch
 
for George Edwin Hurt Sr.
 
When I was a child
I never considered man’s impermanence,
for you were a mountain of...

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For CHarles Hall. Born 15.9.2017.

By just turning up
you've bought such joy,
My Grandson Charles
my beautiful boy,
The spark you bring
brightens the flame,
With humble pride
you carry my name.

In...

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Goodbye

I waved as you left the drive. 
I heard your sweet voice… 
ever cheerful.

Hours passed. 
I did the dishes. 
I cleaned up. 
I got ready...

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Her grandfather gave her a heart locket.
When opened it revealed a little pocket
that held a picture of him and her
and she had vowed to wear...

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A sense of holidays! 

Blueberry pie hot out of the oven with buttery toppings 
popcorn popping in the pot with oil on the stove 
Lemon...

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Thinking of her day and night,
wrinkled, withering, hair turning white.

Wish I had time to write her a letter,
naw, she's alright, she always gets better.

I finally...

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The Making of Cookies

The lost art of putting, 
flower, sugar, vanilla,
and cream together.
More than small cakes, 
a distance…
far past “home made”, 
to the sheer land...

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One day my grandad slipped away,
His face sunk into a waxy, pale grey,
With a sudden stillness and a wave of your hand,
You have ventured off...

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Everyday, I go to work
Never thinking of the things
That make all the difference in my heart
Things like Mama is graying
Daddy is walking more slowly
Uncle David...

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Dirt road lined with walls of stone,
run right up to the small home,
rust red siding coming in view,
in my head it’s still cedar, blue.

Sugar maples...

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We love to walk along the beach in the early morning air
with the salt smell in our noses and a breeze blowing in our hair…

We...

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There stands my family’s horse-barn,
old logs, chinking, and rustic charm,
here out west it’s too dray to farm,
and mountain winds do small plants harm.

A ranch is...

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It makes me very sad
constantly experiencing the loss of my most beloved granparents I ever had
but on the other hand
I have memories of them in...

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As a child I was curious of the moon, 
How do I get up there, it had to be soon,
It’s ability to float so delicately...

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Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris...

Lovely bones long since disintegrated
into dustbin of genealogical history,
if still alive would rank as oldest person
clocking another one incremental increase
asper in chronological...

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“Hurry up slowpoke-take my hand”, said the little boy to his dad. “Wait until you taste the cherry water ice on 2nd Street”
“Hurry up slowpoke-take...

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lined up tall to small —
tailored suit on middle child.
Brady Bunch dress on sisters.
the Hammond organ,
put together by our dad —
the masterpiece behind us.

my mind’s...

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GRANDPA’S CHAIR

One day as we visited Grandpa and saw him sitting there
we thought it was probably the right time to buy him a new chair.

He’s...

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Everyone needs someone through whose eyes he/she can do no wrong,              ...

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