Loss Grandparents Poems

I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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My Mother’s Mother
I never met her,
But often in my dreams 
I’ll visit her.
My mother’s mother.
I visit her grave,
Lay down flowers I’d
Imagined she liked,
Think about how...

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I watched her slip under;
The influence of death laid her still.
She would be gone forever,
I felt the grief hit.

We would no longer create delicious cookies;
Sew...

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WITHERED
Your withered hands, cradle my newborn
Beholding a strange beauty
Frail and aged
An in extreme contrast to my son’s tender, young angel flesh
I can’t help but reflect...

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The miracle is restoring
joy.

Sometimes this means bringing back the dead,
Opening the eyes of the blind,
Restoring limbs,
and so on,
but these are just means to a Greater...

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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 II



All Things Galore
by Michael R. Burch

for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr.

Grandfather,
now in your gray...

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Spring’s fading flowers
Worn down rocks on riverbeds
Trees losing their leaves

Is this growing old?
Is this what it is to age?
Not if you get there…

Spring’s perennials
The rivers...

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Lessons
The compos compels our force and direction.
But still we stop where we start.
Eternal rotating, repeating mistakes and never learning to part
Ignoring the grief in their...

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Truth Matters

Deplorable. 
That is what I am. 
That is okay with me. 
I work hard, 
Have a family. 
I support my wife, 
and my own...

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Another Day

Dreaming about tomorrow, 
it is all that I have.
It makes me happy. 
When there is no other way. 

I wish that you could come...

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A Blip Offering

I
we
they
and...

a show
a play
a picnic
an event

chaos
loss
grief
love
laughter

joy
connection
wisdom
truth

stranger
family
friend
soul mate

God


(free verse until it is no longer free...)...

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Wormwood

There is a place, 
in the middle of nowhere... now. (hushed whisper) 
It is hot and cooking,
and yet...things are green. 
Nature has taken back, 
what...

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Mental Health
aka Crazy

The very topic is inclusive of the word, 
that haunts our every step from birth;
until our last breath. 

Fear has no power except...

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The History of Grown Children

When we are kids, 
we are told of God. 
It is easy to accept, 
a great Father in Heaven. 
No questions...

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