Music Grandparents Poems

I sit next to you, 

I have never seen such beauty in my life. 

My beautiful, darling wife, 

I have seen you stand in front...

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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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This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history? 

We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan....

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Just another first
Oh the joy of having a 3 year old grandson
Who I can share my love 
And loves with.

And so today
I buy him his...

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* For my grandson Makkie - my newest fishing buddy *

            ~

they …

are amazing...

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What’s gone wrong with Granddad’s dong, it used to be so long
Once the length of Granddad’s dong made Gran burst into song
His dong would go...

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we stopped the car on the corner, about a minute or two and through the wet window we watched the movement of that ordinary afternoon,...

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Like the early morning mists 
That rise from the waters’ depths
Memories emerge in swirls and twists
Foggy shadows of lives past 
Of them all, childhood scenes...

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LONELY AS A CLOUD IN  APRIL


I knew Great Aunt Lucy’s April outing to celebrate
My failed exams  would be  a  series of...

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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 Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image...

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Raking back the leaves to dig
Roots that would soon become
Brilliant displays of vibrant hues
Creating music in the wind song
With flamboyant heads swaying
Dancing softly like generous...

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Filial Child 

Halfway to heaven, 
so thrilled to be saved.
My life, 
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve. 

On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets,...

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The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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Unfair Calories 

Chocolate cake, 
can be eaten fast or slow. 
Depends on who, 
is at the end of the fork. 
But I tell you true,...

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