Death Flower Poems

It was the 3rd day of the battle,
and thousands lay dying or dead

Lining the edge of the smoke and chaos,
the roses and daisies were spread

The...

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Hey little guy how are you this sunny day?
I am OK,
I am sitting on this rock watching tears coming down the little girl's face.
What are...

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As flowers grow
My heart dies
On my grave
It says “Here Lies”

I’m leaving slow
But going fast
The memories of me
Please let them last

It’s time to go
Go away
But in...

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Her funeral day came; friends and family were there
All through the service I cried, I just did not care
The flowers on her white coffin were...

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On a dreary day of spotted rain 
She said good-bye and angels sang 
Someone's child- running in wild 
but no-one can retain 

Doctor's tried to...

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It’s just like an intellectuallist
to tear creation from its little nest of stone,
thinking only if it rests in his hand,
if he can see all its...

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The sight of flowers
Left by the roadside
Is the tell-tale sign
That death has occurred.

This kind gesture 
Hopes to soothe loss
With the beauty
Fragility

And perfume
Of flowers,
Intending

To give
Someone

Peace....

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"Roses from all nations scintillate in complete harmony".
From "I am me, set me free" - Maria Williams.

Once, long ago, the Wars of the Roses
Were battled...

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queried a flower ,
wilting in autumn shower,
“What purpose was life?”
Said God through wind whispering, 
 “Each a breath of my being!”



Date 22/02/2020
Let the Pens Flow...

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It is not a conversation you overhear,
Like the questions rolling underfoot,
"Who goes there?".
You can see the grass has told
How tall to grow
To the chicory, dandelions...

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I have always like rose flowers but not fully bloomed, not bloomed fully 
I had an ideal perfect rose that was colored blue or blue...

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Sweet Rose of Virtue
by William Dunbar (c. 1460-1530)
loose translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

after William Dunbar

Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,
delightful lily of youthful wantonness,
richest...

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Just a single rose bloomed there 
among the neglect and all the weeds
I took such pleasure in its color
for nothing else in this garden of...

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Olivia, Olivia, the stars ever bow to ya,
And glow like the eyes of Kind Korea;
And roses ever fall at your feet!
For now you're among heaven's...

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Sad graves comprehend
Red dirt freshly mounded up
Flowers crying out!...

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Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020...

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Pleasures are not like poppies spread
When each one represents the dead....

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Spring Flower

Long fine hair, 
that lay softly across her shoulders, 
and trailed down her back, 
all the way to her waist. 
The colors of brown...

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is love to be a wilted rose
to fade beneath the winter snows

to pierce itself with its own thorn
its beauty hide in death to mourn

i watch...

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To Flower
by Michael R. Burch
 
When Pentheus ["grief'] went into the mountains in the garb of the baccae, his mother [Agave] and the other maenads,...

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