Hate Grandfather Poems

I know you love him
but if you're honest with yourselves
its become Greenwich Village obvious
that grandfather clock
is having trouble keeping time
all you need do is look
at...

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You worked so hard but just exist.
Your high school grad dates you just missed,
evacuated from Ukraine.

In Russia’s army to resist,
you fought the tyrant Hitler’s reign.
You...

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As I thought upon the coming of February, the month designated as Black History Month, I began to think upon potential ancestors of long long...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers IV



Neglect
by Michael R. Burch

What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a...

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He was too old
to speak of active hope
for ancient creamy dreams
not yet boldly told

Inviting curious homeless nomads
to imagine what we could become
if we were not...

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Shadow Lights

Have you ever noticed? 
When you sit your hands upon the keys. 
If you close your eyes, 
just right...
not too tight, no peeking, but...

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Call Your Mother

Pick up the phone...
do it now. 
If you can.
Later if you must, 
I trust that you, 
know the difference. 

She never put you...

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The Perfect Christmas Gift

In a small bag, 
made of paper, 
the color of gold, 
old not new...
The handwritten letters, 
of a handful of kids, 
left...

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New Stomps
 
Today I have again, 
been told the value of my worth. 

Limitless...
or at least the value of 
new socks and shoes, 
by a...

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The Names of Angels

Caren, 
Sharon, 
Joy, 
Mary and Lee...
Do not fear, 
the names here, 
and you will see.

There are more, 
there are others, 
you know...

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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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Pumpkin Pie

Warm fresh, aromatic…
nutmeg, cinnamon, clove(s)…ssss…. 

Butter crust, 
hand mixed, 
hand rolled,
by a 100 year old pin. 
Loved on,
by the cook. 

Flakes of heaven, 
peeled...

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Lawn Mower Facts

Briggs and Stratton is number one, 
Grandpa use to say…
They will last until the cows come home.
Then he dreamed a bit…

The Deere, Oh...

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The Gun

On the wall above the fire place, 
Grandpa’s rifle still sits. 
I take it down now and then to clean, 
but put it back...

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