Moon Grandfather Poems

terrible two
is a ninja turtle
she spins her 
little play broom 
like a fighting stick 
and charges 

grandpa shark
faints and dodges
she reels back
gives him a whack
and...

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He is the happiest clock I have ever had!
This was said by my aunt who is never sad.
I named him Bruce, after my kind stepdad.
How...

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Maybe the moon, high up in the sky,
Isn’t quite, what it may seem.
For I have wondered, through starry nights,
As it shines a soft yellow beam.

Maybe,...

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The inspiration for this partially true piece was my older brother, Joe, and his 2 grandkids (circa 1994) - 


I can clearly see the moon,...

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It was there on the cliffs of my home I found them. The wolves that fight for the moon. You see, there have been tales...

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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 I

I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his...

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In the shadow of the vintage pendulum clock,
still ticking on the worn out wall of my memory,
hangs a picture not yet pale,
my grandfather painted in...

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Sunset
by Michael R. Burch
								
This poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.

Between the prophecies of morning
and twilight’s revelations of...

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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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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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Grandpa

Father of the age, know'er of everything, 
I need to know before the age of six… 
Including all about God. (and teaching me to pray)

Thank...

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_____Daddy Saved These______

It has been many moons since my 
Father passed.
Then came that day, I unearthed 
these lovely treasures Daddy had 
saved.

My very first pair...

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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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“Have you ever seen a cow jump over a moon, grandma?”
Sweetest voice ever asks me.
No, I admit. 
“I have!” he says with high glee in...

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